Hold your fuss
Don’t say a word
I can hear the noise
He’s just outside my door.
Fear us running through my body
My heart is freezing of despair
If it’s a Josie please stop it
I have no blood to spare.
I hear his whisper
The killer man is near
If you hear it too, it’s the killer man’s spear
So please turn away your hear.
He’s coming close with a knife
Walking slowly without grace
To end my life
Without a single space.
To split my throat
And make me gag
Then tear my cloth
And push me back.
I dream out loud
But no sound is made
I hope when I’m found
My blood is not drained.
Realizing it’s just a nightmare
I wake up panting, it’s a prank
Wait! Who is that right there
My window made a crack
He’s there, the killer man is holding a knife
Smiling in pain and cruelty
In my throat I felt the slice
I think I bleed in reality
Alas! The killer man’s pride.
