You’re entering the dark shadow if you dare be very careful when we’re there I’ll grab a candle; now come with me and, beware of what you're about to see it’s going to seem so very real you’ll be overwhelmed by all you feel Snap! You’re locked in as we go on down Clickty-click-clickty-click it’s the bucket you’re locked in Down, Down, Down we go Down to the darkest rabbit hole Tick, tick, tick do you hear the ticking clock? the bucket you’re inside begins to rock You’re now strapped down in a darkened room next to all these drooling lunes you begin to hear a creepy tune Their shrieks are so very loud they feel amplified in sound they’re all wearing ***** looking shrouds You turn to see the grey bars as you resist and, it’s no use as you begin to twist you only end up with ****** wrists Suddenly you’re being pushed in water and, the water keeps getting hotter there’s a long needle above your head you search for a way out of all this dread you awake in a cold sweat you wonder if you’re alive or dead Then you hear that very creepy song a clock radio’s been playing it all along You look up into your bathroom mirror to discover you have disappeared.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove December 1st, 2015