Parinoia


Thunder pounding,

Rain pouring,

Wind blowing,

Rocks clicking,

Window shaking.

I shake as well.

‘Cause I know there’s something out there,

Something outside my window.

Toying with me.

Trying to get me to come out.

‘Cause it knows as well as I,

That it can’t come into my house.

So it waits for me.

Watching me.

Following me when I leave,

But it won’t dare touch me.

Not yet anyway.

‘Cause what ever it does to me

Ten fold will come back to it.

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