I walked through whispers sewn into the breeze,
Shadows weaved stories among ancient trees,
Their eyes like coals, burning with unease,
I ran as their gaze cracked the fragile seas,
The branches reached like broken fingers,
Holding my fear where the darkness lingers.
The long and scary night held me tight,
With every step, the end was out of sight,
I walked beneath its unyielding might,
And ran from its haunting, endless fight,
The night, a shadow I could not shake,
A place where my fears would never break.
I walked with a shadow stitched to my side,
A mirror of fears I thought I could hide,
The moon, a ghost, in the sky did glide,
I ran when the winds began to collide,
With every step, the world turned cold,
A tale of the lost, a story untold.
I walked through the mist, where silence wept,
The ground beneath me seemed to have slept,
But the trees they whispered, secrets they kept,
I ran from the dark, my heart had leapt,
Like a bird in flight from a hawk’s sharp claw,
I fled from the fear that gnawed at my jaw.
The long and scary night stretched far and wide,
Where shadows danced, and secrets would hide,
I walked, as the moon slowly died,
I ran from the night, my fears to guide,
Through the endless black, I sought my way,
But the long and scary night still led me astray.
I walked where the forest began to sigh,
Beneath the weight of a never-ending cry,
The night pressed close, too thick to deny,
I ran from the shadows that scraped the sky,
The wind, a scream, from a tortured soul,
The forest’s grip, beyond my control.
The long and scary night had me bound,
In its suffocating embrace, I drowned,
I walked where no light could be found,
I ran as the ground shook, all around,
The night was alive, its breath a song,
And I ran from its power, so fierce and strong.
I walked through the blackness, my thoughts adrift,
A tremor of fear, like an unseen rift,
The air was heavy, a suffocating gift,
I ran, as the trees began to lift,
Their limbs like hands, stretched for my soul,
I ran, escaping the deathly toll.
I walked where hope had lost its way,
Each step I took, I began to sway,
The dark and the light began to play,
I ran, seeking dawn’s first ray,
To escape the night, to find my peace,
A quiet place where fears could cease.
The long and scary night would not let go,
It held me tight, and kept me low,
I walked, but the road seemed slow,
I ran as the shadows continued to grow,
The stars above had dimmed to none,
And the road ahead had just begun.
