Trying to be silent
And not show any fear
With darkness as a cover
For things that are too near
My footsteps echo slowly
Down this creaky hallway floor
My only sweaty focus
The haunched white figure standing in the
Door.
The only way around it
Is to inch past scaley skin
Behind me people scream
And I’m sorry God that I have sinned
But the screaming turns to laughter
And I break into the light
We made it through the haunted house
Never again do I want this freight
