Alone in a Big House
If it's bigger than your mind, then what are you thinking? You're alone, and they know it - heeheeheeheehahahahahaha - all alone in the house of mirrors and fixed lights. Don't let them inside, because your fear is showing and they can see it tailing you like a red cape, the demons stalking you like a hungry wolf. Only fear what fear can hide only in the dark that there reside, ghosts of hallowed whitewashed halls spirits sleeping in the walls. Now, it's nighttime. Their playtime, and the children have come home; will you tell them what you heard? Will you tell them how you felt, with the spirit's foggy breath on your neck, and its airy fist in your back? No, you're crazy if you think they'll believe you, just a hallucination, a dream, a long drawn-out nightmare - or is it? Don't fall asleep.
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J. Maw
I care not so much what I am to others as what I am to myself. Michel de Montaigne
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