Loud noise's through the night.
Creek sounds through my body.
Creepy eyes from the shadows,
keep me clean but scary.
I carry death for several days
to take them home where they belong.
No more suffering except for the weight put on my back.
I hear the raddle of the killer
with a slippery sneaky slither before he attacks.
My head circles the air with confusion then I'm out.
To this day you hear this monster eating its creepy crawlies as its prey.
Yet never to be found during the day only
at night when he thinks you need a good fright.
The smallest yet strongest tooth digs through the flesh of the chosen one.
Never to be seen again left all alone to rot away, but hes not finished yet he'll be back again one day.