By: Wayne Brown
Dusty cobwebs span the halls of a dark cavern walk
Distant, strained voices rant in an unfamiliar talk
Darkness abounds within the distance of these walls
Nothing here for protection as the voice of Evil calls
All the senses are keen; the heart beats a telling sound
The feel of Evil is about; telling signs are all around
Hair stands upon the neck; a scream caught in the throat
Light shines upon the words those here before have wrote
Cast not your fate in this cavern deep; turn and run away
For if you venture too far in, then in this place you’ll stay
The time is now to make your choice; your path must reverse
Leave this cavern lest the evil within will forever be your curse
A chilling breeze from behind warns against turning back
Voices beg to stay the course, move ahead along the track
Fear resides in every nerve, curiosity turns on every sound
Breeze beckons to move on to the place where evil abounds
Step by step in darkness blind; fear beyond all senses
Then the sound of evils’ breath; deadly silence commences
The breathing, so slow, so deep, so raspy in its pace
Evil awaits its prey in the dark blindness of this space
A horrid smell is upon the air; a putrid, rotting odor
Still the breathing, louder now, coming from every quarter
The desire to run so strong but where is the way back?
All light is gone; only darkness; no way to find the track
The sum of all fears run up the spine; heart beats like a drum
Evil knows that I’m here; been waiting for me to come
I step further into the darkness and feel hot breath on my skin
Life is suddenly sucked from my lungs as Evil pulls me in
Go not into mind’s dark caverns where your fears reside
Stay in the light; let curiosity’s wonderment subside
For in the dark cobwebs, Evil’s ugliness patiently awaits
To light upon your fearful soul and forever cast your fate
©Copyright WBrown2011. All Rights Reserved.
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