Unscathed

 

Take my hand,

let it lead you

through this

nightmare world.

Let it guide, on this

spooky ghost train

ride. Let it hold

your hand. Tight,

as the fear starts to bite.

Let it brush away 

the cobwebs of fright,

as we stumble through

this cavernous

world of the night.

 

Take my hand,

as we explore

this upside-down land.

As the visions and apparitions

try to grip around your feet,

from deep in the claggy quicksand.

Fearful fingers jammed in ears,

to withstand the screams,

whistling from fanged 

creatures of the damned.

In this terrifying dream.

 

Take my hand

as we run through

this maze of scares,

creepy staircase of fears,

where the surface bubbles

under its own breath,

and the air is stagnant

with the scent of death,

but don't be afraid.

This hand won't let go,

it won't run away.

It will hold on tight,

as the crazed beings

rise from their graves.

It will hold on 

to make sure you come out

of the other side unscathed.

 

 

 

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