There’s something going on making me feel fearful
I’m sitting here alone
in a dark and creaking house
I’m sure I heard something,
stirring inside sure not out
and I’m staring straight ahead
I’m trying hard to hear
that sound I heard just now
the one that made me scared
In a dark and eerie house
every sound is amplified
was that another sound
or was it just a little creak?
No, I’m sure I heard it then
again, it’s caught my ear
this time I’m getting up
time to investigate
I pick a hammer up
start creeping up the stairs
shout “Is anybody there’
maybe they’ll run off scared
maybe I’ll run off scared
but I grit my teeth and climb
leaving sensibility
and sanity behind
I hope that someone’s there
I’m ready for a fight
a fright leaves me shaking
and standing in two minds
that sound I heard just now
I’m staring straight ahead
in a dark and creepy house
and I’m all by myself
there is nothing on the stairs
or in any of the bedrooms
I’m just relaxing slightly
when I give a sudden start
there is something higher up
so I bravely gird my loins
maybe I’ll run off scared
‘is there anybody there?’
The attic door is locked
but I can hear a sound within
I hammer down the door
and stand there bathed in dark
the sweat is turning cold
it’s freezing on my brow
its fight or flight or dying
as I peer into the gloom
‘Come in’ a voice says quietly
as I stand petrified
‘Come in and say hello’
and that leaves me mystified
as my eyes see in the dark
I make out a woman’s face
though her skin has long since rotted
her eyes have been replaced
and she smells of rot and decay
her hair hangs dead as hay
her wedding dress is tarnished
and I want to run away
But Glennon sits beside her
he’s gnawing on a bone
and though he looks quite ghastly
he says, “Welcome home!”
Andy N
Wed 23rd Dec 2009 14:03
good to see you are writing nice cheerful pieces for christmas, Paul - lol.. I remember Dermot's piece well - whether everybody else of course is a different ball game but I reckon you'll mention that while reading this!