WHITE PICKET FENCE

Walking down this road

That lonely sidewalk

Hear the whispering talk

Green trees turn to debris in the breeze

Fresh cut grass into something of the past

Laughing turns to screams

Sidewalk turns into mud foot holes

Filled with blood

That scary, something starring at you sense

Once you pass that white picket fence

Hhhhmmmm

Yea

Shadow talk and stare

Waiting for you to turn

So they can disappear

Building the fear and panic

Wants to see you acting frantic

It’s uncertain

Once this curtain falls

Giving you visions

Of bodies stacked

Adding you to the collection

Chasing you

Getting you mixed in

Loose your balance

Fall flat

You won’t get back up

Like a cat

9 lives used

Wanting you to loose

Becoming one of the few

Green trees turn to debris in the breeze

Fresh cut grass into something of the past

Laughing turns to screams

Sidewalk turns into mud foot holes

Filled with blood

That scary, something starring at you sense

Once you pass that white picket fence

Hhhhhhmmmmm

Yea

Gggrrrrrrr

YEEEEEAAAAAA

YOU CANT ESCAPE

THIS PLACE

Mmmmrrrrrrrr. Yeeeeeaaaaaaa

Captured taken to the bottom of the lake

Feel the cold bony fingers

Tear your skin

Piercing grey eyes

A smile that pries

Voice that makes you beg for death

YOU CANT ESCAPE

THIS PLACE

YEEEEAAAAAA

Green trees turn to debris in the breeze

Fresh cut grass into something of the past

Laughing turns to screams

Sidewalk turns into mud foot holes

Filled with blood

That scary, something starring at you sense

Once you pass that white picket fence

Stuck in this maze

Black thick haze

Do all you can

Get on your knees

And

PRAY

Operate on adrenaline

And fear

There getting in

See the light at the end

Run with hope

Fight with intent

Hit that wall, Dead end

Ggggrrrrrr

Mmmmmrrrrrr. Aaaaaaggggghhhh

Scared terrified and tired

Sweating blood covered and weak

Shaking sinking in decent

Hoping it’s all fake

But when

Green trees turn to debris in the breeze

Fresh cut grass into something of the past

Laughing turns to screams

Sidewalk turns into mud foot holes

Filled with blood

That scary, something starring at you sense

Once you pass that white picket fence