This one is called Deaths eye
We walk
Tickling pain like spiders needles up my spine
keys in one hand
My beloved hound in the other
I feel each stare
Each hand clasping at my shoulder
Deaths eyes follow me
I feel it,
Deaths eye
I know it’s true, deaths eye follows me
Hearing pounding
legs shaking
but I am almost,
so close
I am almost there
almost safe
almost home
Am I almost safe?
Or am I simply returning to me false hope?
My prison cell where deaths eyes call to me
I can hear them echoing but yet I cannot see them.
Am I safe?
I am not free from the crawling pain
the eyes of death
the closing in
Is it that I will never be free?
Deaths eyes follow me
I hear them
Deaths eye,
Oh yes, deaths eye follows me
Trembling fear
Death glance
Questions dancing in my head
the cold floor
the icy bed
Will I ever sleep again?
Will I ever be in love again?
Or will deaths eyes finally catch me?
I can feel his deadly touch
His crawls and nails groping my neck.
Is it him?
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