Trick of the Senses

It came upon a midnight clear                                    So when evil gets the urge

And up it rose                                                             to mess with your mind

My senses did catch it                                                just stand and relax

So I froze                                                                    and close your eyes

 

A barrage of sound

So soft, so sweet

So low in volume

But my ears it did meet

 

Work had just ended

And through the night I walked

All alone, by myself

Deep in thought

 

When out of nowhere

At me it came

Completely surrounded

Like moths to a flame

 

Scream I tried

But no sound came out

I knew this was the end

Without a doubt

 

I closed my eyes

As tight as I could

Wondering what to do

Fight back, I should

 

But when my eyes opened

The darkness was gone

And to my dismay

Had never been there all along

 

So just remember

Although evil exist

Sometimes when alone

Your realities will twist

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