(Based n the ideas in the Dr Who episode 'Listen')


can you hear it

the noise's when you're alone?

The creaking, whispers, laughter

when the silence should be there.


can you feel it

the signs you're being watched?

Neck prickling, skin shivers

but when you look theres no one there.


Did it touch you

the hand under the bed?

In your dreams, and out of it

the monsters under there.


can you take it

when the lights are out?

Or do the fears wake you up

and make you feel...not alone.

The End

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