The Rain

scary and chilling

 

The feeling I always get in this place, I have no words to describe my feelings of fear
Each day, after work I have to walk through this eerie place on my way home
So far things told by others, I have not seen, or the noises I cannot hear
Maybe it is the power of suggestion, that makes me imagine things, as I hurriedly walk past this place on my way home.
 
This dark menacing forest, equipped with a grave yard, just the thing to make my imagination run completely wild
To top everything off, a storm has started to brew, sending shivers up and down my spine
I am an adult, but this place causes me fear, just like as if I were a child
In this place I feel the portal between life and death, here it is very thin and very fine.
 
The flashing lightning illuminates everything around me,the very light is playing with my mind
The trees, the shadows they make, makes on think there is something here, something evil that is just going to reach out and touch you
Things one would wish to go away, things I think no one would like to find
Then there is the sound of thunder, roaring, rumbling, just like it was right on cue.
 
Soon it starts to rain in torrents, I know I must find some kind of shelter
The flashing lightning, I think I see something like a gazebo, I see this from the illumination
I run to the shelter, thinking to myself, how bad I wish from this place I could deter
Reaching the gazebo, getting out of the hard rain, to do this my choices were few.
 
Now I am in the gazebo, the one in the grave yard, what a place to find the shelter I so desperately needed
Little seats inside, so I sit down praying for the rain to hurry and go away
The fear I feel, from the stories I have always heard, this fear is deeply seeded
I hope nothing horrific, decides to come out and play.
 
The darkness seems just like an engulfing blanket of black
Then I hear a noise, not sounding like the pitter patter of the rain
I hear a human sounding moan, it also seems like the rain is stopping, starting to slack
But, before I could leave, right beside the gazebo, a ghostly apparition, reaching out to me, I have to question Am I going insane?