You know those sounds you hear when you are alone Or maybe the sound of somebody yelling your name when there is nobody there to say it How about the footsteps outside of your room Maybe it is just a weird sound you heard Or it could be that someone is really there Watching, and waiting Waiting until you tell yourself that you are alone That nobody is there to hurt you Walking outside of your door to get your attention Faintly yelling your name to get you out in the open Don't listen to those sounds Don't listen to the noises you hear Because that noise might just be real And nobody will hear you scream
I feel like this is more of a creepypasta then a poem... I don't even think it is a poem... Oh well