Wild Anticipation
Don't Turn Around
branches shield the shadows
casting illusions fraught with fright
ravens call and bellow
collecting treasures in the night
willows cry hanging their limbs
and whippoorwills will cry
voodoo dolls and safety pins
sensing that something is close behind
clouds blow, billowing like spirits
and the chilled air takes a bite
though you can scarcely hear it
the things of midnight taking flight
quietly your mind goes numb
and silence brings its own delight
paranoia starts to succumb
and sanity begins to fight
the urge to just surrender
to face the facts and see the light
fear is a fierce contender
there's only one winner tonight
it's you or them, what will it be
what's the consequence to look behind?
setting your imagination free
who knows, maybe you will be fine
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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