Things you didn't see is what haunts me.
The shadow man in the tall hat,
Who lurks in the halls,
casting his shadow upon the walls.
He moves slowly, with intent
pauses, and watches
then makes his descent.
The woman who crawls into bed,
moving close, filling me with dread.
The mattress bows to her weight,
but no physical form is there.
Just a cloud of sadness that does not abate.
The devil worshipper who lived here before,
who carved pentagrams on the floor.
He killed himself to be free,
thought that the devil was the key.
The low-energy spirits
who were afraid to move on.
Who suck you dry from energy.
All the dangers lie within The things you didn't see.
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