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The television blares, it blinks, it shakes A cup falls out of the cabinet, it flies, it jumps They shatter. Someone's banging on the door, they scream, they holler She's laughing in your ear, a witch-like cackle Ha-ha-ha That's all she's says, that's all she does You keep your head facing forward, don't dare to look around It's all madness, the footsteps on the ground Who's creeping down the stairs, you didn't have guests Who opened the window, who made such a mess? The laughing The constant laughing like chimes, it intensifies Cold sweat, warm tears, Your body is paralyzed in face of your greatest fears Do it! Punch a wall, kick a desk! But sweetie, there is no time for rest. We must go, we must hurry! They're almost here! Who? You feel dizzy. Not another surprise please, I beg you, not another. The room starts spinning, the ceiling circles you like a volchar. The small man, with the elf-like features, he's tugging your arm He's pulling you, as she laughs with such insanity your stomach churns. Who are these people, what is this hell A piercing scream is released into the air, You believe it was your own, but with all the creatures yelling in your ear, you can't be certain. The noises crank up, the objects fly off the walls The TV changes from loud channel to channel, from voices to white noise This is the worst, this is the peak But suddenly it all stops with a screech. The tv is in its place, normal channel, normal news All the items are in their spot, all organized, all unused There is no laughing. There is no man. There are no footsteps. There is no pulling hand. But it was all there. You know it was. Silence. Eery silence. Now you're left in the confusion of your own mind. But perhaps you've been there the whole time.
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
Paranoia
The television blares, it blinks, it shakes A cup falls out of the cabinet, it flies, it jumps They shatter. Someone's banging on the door, they scream, they holler She's laughing in your ear, a witch-like cackle Ha-ha-ha That's all she's says, that's all she does You keep your head facing forward, don't dare to look around It's all madness, the footsteps on the ground Who's creeping down the stairs, you didn't have guests Who opened the window, who made such a mess? The laughing The constant laughing like chimes, it intensifies Cold sweat, warm tears, Your body is paralyzed in face of your greatest fears Do it! Punch a wall, kick a desk! But sweetie, there is no time for rest. We must go, we must hurry! They're almost here! Who? You feel dizzy. Not another surprise please, I beg you, not another. The room starts spinning, the ceiling circles you like a volchar. The small man, with the elf-like features, he's tugging your arm He's pulling you, as she laughs with such insanity your stomach churns. Who are these people, what is this hell A piercing scream is released into the air, You believe it was your own, but with all the creatures yelling in your ear, you can't be certain. The noises crank up, the objects fly off the walls The TV changes from loud channel to channel, from voices to white noise This is the worst, this is the peak But suddenly it all stops with a screech. The tv is in its place, normal channel, normal news All the items are in their spot, all organized, all unused There is no laughing. There is no man. There are no footsteps. There is no pulling hand. But it was all there. You know it was. Silence. Eery silence. Now you're left in the confusion of your own mind. But perhaps you've been there the whole time.
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
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