(Poems) – horror – 100 words

There is, of course,

no reason to be afraid.

There is no asteroid hurtling toward Earth,

no supervolcano about to erupt under Yellowstone,

and no man in the corner of your room, just out of sight.

He isn’t watching you, a bloody gleam in his eyes.

He isn’t sharp— with knives and claws and intent.

He isn’t right beside you, or behind you, or just out of sight.

He doesn’t have anything to say.

xxx

Do not listen to him do not listen to him do not listen to him.

xxxx

The truth he will not tell you was meant to be forgotten.

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