Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

From here to there,
then to suddenly disappear.
Countless shadows circle in the air,
confusion corrupted in a dirty mirror.
The image inside is unseen,
smeared figures becoming obscene.
Seen then saw yet never touched,
unfelt yet heard on that silent hunt.
Through walls and hollow halls,
calling mourning for that thankful fall.
Death calling and holding tight,
wandering pass me late at night.
The dead creep and crawl along the walls,
creaking rusty bolts in knobs.
Tremble rough and shake with fright,
when daylight comes it'll be alright.
Till then settle in for a bumpy ride,
heaven knows at the end you'll feel alive.
Darkness in the corner smiles,
daring you to stay a little while.
Shadows dart across the ceiling,
hinting at a goose bump feeling.
Cries and screams make you freak,
your own heartbeat will make you shriek.
Throbbing in your head so strong,
trippin' and stumblin' down the halls.
Ghost and ghouls flow through walls,
tap your shoulder then let you fall.
Run away or turn and stay,
haunted nights roll away.
In the dead of night hear the wind howl,
footsteps will echo for quite a while.
Rushing around the room so dark,
you're so afraid of your own heart.
Ticking of the clock so continuous,
slowly undoing a world just for us.
Find hints and clues of hate inside,
there's nowhere to run nowhere to hide.
Unlock promises from centuries pass,
finally letting our souls lay to rest.