Tuesday, October 22, 2019

It Creeps

It watches me. I can feel it. I feel it in the dark.
It.
Is.
Always.
There.

Why does it watch me? I hate the way it feels.
I hate when it's there staring at me. My skin crawls, my hairs stand up.
I can feel it's hot breath and dark, deep eyes.

I've never seen it but I know what it looks like.
I've never touched it but I can feel it all the time.
I don't think it will ever leave me.

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LISTENING TO: It Will Come Back - Hozier
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