The air is silent,
the way a corpse lies in its casket.
Do not make a sound.
There are monsters hiding away
in the mysteries of the night,
and their open eyes are watching.
Stay low, stay by my side.
We can't let them win again.
I can smell your fear
like a corpse rotting
in an empty room.
Know they can, too.
They will not rest
until they find their prey.
Will it be you?
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Rays in the Dark
KurzgeschichtenA collection of stories and poems depicting people's lives as they struggle with love, mental illnesses, and the everyday battles that life throws their way.
