There once was a man
who lived in the forest,
He was very strange
and could change his appearance.
Some say he had blonde hair,
Some say he had black,
Some say that he's dangerous,
Some say that's a fact,
Some say he was human,
And some say he was not.
This is a tale of the man
That many forgot.
They say he has black eyes
And deadly sharp teeth,
And when he's coming for you
It's like hide and seek.
You better keep running,
Just stay out of sight.
He's the stalker behind you,
The hunter of the night.
He was built to be bad,
He was made for slaughter.
This is not a good tale
It's filled with horror.
At night in the forest
After the sun has set,
He'll hide as you walk by,
Your final regret,
Until it's too late
Because he is your death.
The final thing you see
As you draw last breath
Is a tall shadow with claws
And white eyes that shine,
And then you are no more,
The last of your life.
I think I've seen him before,
Once upon a time,
Or maybe that was only the forest
Playing tricks on my mind.
I saw his tall shadow
And white glowing eyes,
I tried to run from him,
Afraid of his bite.
He chased me so far
Through the forest we ran,
He nearly caught up
But I had a plan.
I hid deep in the trees
But it was very close.
How did his claws miss me?
I don't want to know.
I escaped that night
From the man in the woods,
And I hope that he
Is now gone for good.
But sometimes I hear
A scraping at my door,
And at night I hear footsteps
Creep across my floor.
I think he might be here
Underneath my bed,
I think that he's hunting,
I think he wants me dead.
I still feel him near,
He's very angry,
So if I one day disappear
Then you know that he got me.
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Happy Halloween!!!
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Fairy Tales
PoetryPoetic stories about ancient kingdoms and magic. Beware of the Shadow man. Beware of the Necromancer. These stories hold warnings that you would do well to remember, peasant. I don't own images. Have fun reading! Start: October 31st, 2019