ancient fears😨👻

In shadows deep where whispers creep, A haunted tale begins to seep, Through twisted trees and moonlit glades, Where secrets dwell in dark cascades. The wind it howls, a mournful sound, As footsteps echo on the ground, A figure cloaked in tattered night, With hollow eyes that steal the light. The clock strikes twelve, the hour of dread, Where dreams are lost and hope has fled, A chilling breath upon your neck, A phantom's touch, a heart to wreck. The ground it trembles, the air grows cold, As ancient stories start to unfold, Of restless souls and vengeful cries, Beneath the stars, where silence lies. A flicker of flame, a candle's glow, Reveals the truth of what you know, For in the dark, the past awakes, And every choice, a path it takes. So heed the warning, stay close to light, For shadows dance in the dead of night, And when you hear that soft, sweet sigh, Remember well, the spirits lie.