Blair Witch

by

Chris Lahren

You captivate the imagination we call legend...
and hold us unto disbelief.
Out in the woods we hear the cackle cackle of all around,
and the seemingly shrill screams we call terror.

The faces down into the fog while we pray,
tha lady of the forest proclaims doom.
And hear me in your disbelief,
calling out your name in vain.
While we hide away in our own lies,
your ingnorance becomes the myth.

But ponder this as you try to ease your
pretty mind,
at the midnight hour you may hear the wicked sounds...
pounding and crackling all around.
It's a deer in the woods perhaps,
but it's wrapped around the camp.
And you still disbelieve the stories,
of fishermen and sages that have seen it all.

Your mind freezes the night while every sound
becomes a chilling amplification of your
every worst fear...

but you continue to breathe,
yet you hold your breath
as you sit in absolute darkness...
in a place dead souls never rest.

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