Tucked In Tight

Wake in morning with the sun in sky
Oblivious to the past gone by
Pull back the covers, look outside,
Don your tools, wave goodbye
Walk through woods with a smile in mind,
Head off to where the earth was mined
Light the way your footfalls meet
Eyes to shine like the treasure you greet
Bring back the gems, tempt your heart,
Lay down tracks to place the cart
Come home, bounty in hand
But not all stories go as planned
Sun goes down, moon rise high
Run from those whose eyes might pry
Shattered windows and broken doors,
They come to settle those old scores
Eyes like fire, blaze with contempt
Laugh they will at your feeble attempt
Pressed up against the cold wood wall
Slain by those with their stories untold
Here is where you were tucked in tight
Here is where they will feast tonight
And wake the morrow once again
To repeat the cycle that will never end.
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Inspired by The Desire.
Written by Cibiscus.
Category:Poems
Category:Creepypasta