• charvy 10w

    It is easy for him to hide tears
    He feel crowded with fears
    Even in the empty rooms
    He can see shadows walking
    Crawling on the floor
    He shout out loud as
    The darkness whisper in his ears
    He can hear bloody cries
    At the mid of dark nights
    He would ask his late friend
    Can you see the devil under my bed?
    ©charvy