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2 AM Morning : Haunted Thoughts

I hear a howl Look out the window Find a shadow that calls Close my eyes shut Stay steady Breathing heavy.. Trying to flee while the howling haunts Gathered courage Starting to walk into the dark Where all things except you talk It's like the trees are staring down And the roads push you backwards So no matter how much forward you go You find yourself back at the same place Am I even walking right ? Your heart beats louder than the noiseless night Some car screeches at the background Echoing through the vacuum Is someone hurt ? There are looks in the dark That only books have spoken about There are looks behind you That only sniffing can rat you out The thought of being followed The thought of seeing the shadow of someone you don't want to.. Keep looking Don't be afraid Says the mind While your heart keeps saying Go home, and stay blind throughout the rest of tonight.. Speak to no one until asked Coz weak is never alone to be tasked The door closes on you Wondering why it c

Cold Stories

It was getting cold
And there were stories
That were never told
The stories that gave goosebumps
The stories that uncovered near garbage dumps
I need to go..
Unless you want me not to
So tell me what you have to...
I have come this far..
Like a missing shooting star
But this time they won't let me hide
They will banish me before I subside
It's true I want you
But it's also true I want to live
Stories that make one sad
Stories that wake you mad
Stories that do not rhyme
Stories that do not resonate with crime
But they killed against their will
They ended chapters without sitting still
They found books to eat
They found looks that beat them to surrender
I need to know..
What you feel for me
It's not me who will decide
But only for once I know
What's in your mind
Or you ain't even blind
Or you have subdued to one kind
That doesn't spare open mind
Perhaps this once you don't leave me alone
Perhaps this once you write me a song 
And sing it in your actual tone
These stories aren't for real
People make it up to cover surreal
Because in stories you can be someone
That doesn't exist
But the listener loves it and cannot resist
But to hear more of them
I have had enough
Loving virtually is tough
You keep feeling it's really happening
When it's you self reckoning 
About a child that followed into the dark
As there was a star that took her fingers
And lighted up the way with millions of  Sparkling delight that lingered all across the sky
Just distracting you from not asking why

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