(1) Creeper

That feeling, ice cold shivers
Running down my spine
As I feel it watching me
From some unseen hiding place
Ready to reach out and touch

I know it is there, observing
Studying my every movement
I feel those eyes burning
Ripping deeper into my mind
Creeping further into my soul

Maybe this is only imagination
There could be nothing there
No creature within the darkness
Just the illusions of a fevered mind
But, alas no, I know it is there

Sleep takes me, without my permission
At last the creeper will come crawling
To this very bed on which I lay
So it can feast on the terrors I fear
And then, I will awake no more


copyright Chris Smith 2011

Reviews

[Derek S.Keck]

Yes! Still, to this day, after I watch the exorcist, I usually lay awake half the night convinced every little sound is a demon coming to drag me away. A very invoking poem, do you ever read the poems of H.P Lovecraft? He always had these crazy ideas that man's society laid on the bounds of things we couldn"t even comprehend and we were on the edge of chaos evey moment of our lives. Great write!

[Hello, Goodbye]

darkly delicious..

[Helen Woodward]

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!! Creeper is correct, this sent a shiver up my spine. Very well written with just the right emphasis on the 'creepy' side of it.
Sometimes I sense something in the house...I owe you a nightmare! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Loved this, thumbs up :-)

[Robert Ross]

Amazing how the mind concocts elaborate mechanisms of impending doom :D Sleep with one eye open indeed lol

[compositionc]

This was insanely good. I'm not even joking. It sounds so raw, like its solidly pure paranoia or fear. Its just brilliant, you know. Its hard to describe.

[Judy Ponceby]

Well done....shudderssss.....I should not have read this right before bedtime lol... :)