There alone in the room felt enclosed
yet somehow something lingered
sounds though faint made him shiver
no radio or any other distractions
could have made those creepy sounds
as knocking in his head pounds!
What was so close yet he could not see
nothing visible but why so petrified
afraid to move or look around the room
surely this must be his imagination
his breath now was becoming strained
his strength and willpower drained!
The open door closed wanted to scream
the air chilled heard a faint whisper
understood not a syllable of any words
mouth became so dry his heart raced
on his sweaty neck a sudden sharp pain
no longer within could he remain!
What was here tormenting his very being
a shadow appeared and circled him
a physical push made him fall to his knees
summing up what energy he had left
crawled to the door struggling to his feet
prayed this specter he could defeat!
As it began that awful sensation had gone
but the scars within were really strong
what had happened just could not explain
to this day vividly remains in his brain!
The Foureyed Poet.