Whispers in the night, a haunting tune,
Echoes in the darkness, beneath the moon.
Soft and eerie, they call out my name,
An unsettling feeling, an unexplained game.
I try to ignore them, to push them away,
But they grow louder, with each passing day.
They whisper my secrets, my deepest fears,
And I can't escape, despite my tears.
In the darkness, they lurk and wait,
Their icy breath seals my fate.
I try to run, to flee their grasp,
But their voices linger, in every gasp.
They tell me tales of a forgotten past,
Of lives they took, of souls they cast.
Their haunting words, twist and turn,
Like a never-ending nightmare, I yearn to learn.
My heart races, as I tremble in fright,
For these whispers in the night, they aren't right.
They know my weaknesses, my every thought,
And their haunting presence, can't be fought.
I search for light, but it's nowhere to be found,
In this endless darkness, they surround.
Their whispers grow louder, as I lose my mind,
And I fear, I'll never leave them behind.
I try to scream, to break their hold,
But my voice is lost, in their chilling cold.
They laugh and mock, my futile tries,
As I'm trapped in their web, of twisted lies.
In the stillness of night, their whispers grow,
As they continue to haunt, and never let go.
My sanity slips, as I plead for release,
But they feed on my fear and never cease.
Their whispers in the night, a symphony of dread,
As they fill me with terror and fill me with dread.
I am their puppet, in this haunting play,
And I fear, I'll be their victim, until my dying day.
So if you hear whispers in the still of night,
Remember my warning, and stay out of sight.
For they may come for you when you least expect,
And their chilling whispers, you'll never forget.