Pearlescent Poems # 8: Spiritual Awakening Part 2 (Original Poem)

Tricks of the eyes, wished we so much that they were
How they moved with such speed, sharp on our heels, like new Spurs
Always just inside of our outer peripheral vision
With us, they liked to play, we all had stage fright, no intermission

When I say we, that means us three, my cousins Christopher and Celena
Two witnesses to testify with me, go ahead and judge and give us subpoenas
We had stood huddled up together in the living room as a shadow ran left to right
It went passed the staircase, piano and wall, and was supposed to end up in our sights

But to the left side entrance of the kitchen, it vanished, not willing to reappear
My thumping, blood plumping and rigorous heart, fed it provisions of all of my fears
We felt it get stronger, only the television light had now shone
Why did this always happen in the evening times when we were alone?

We felt its dark presence near, and a door closed itself upstairs
We headed out the house right then, cleared our minds and got fresh air
We felt so free from its heavy black burden, the negative energy had passed to grey
But when we reached a dimly lit playground, just a third of a mile away

It reappeared, and we could hear it's quick footsteps now rustling the grass
We were there alone, surrounded by homes, and the shadow now circled us fast
We watched a long minute, and whispered "You see it?" and left after confirming the worst
We were now back to back on a lone lengthy street, forming a triangle with me walking first

Celena looked sideways, Christopher walked backwards, in the middle of the street we went slowly
It was circling us, stalking us, taunting us often, in our fears were we engulfed in them wholly
Speaking of holy, we'd forgotten to pray, yet here and now it preyed us back home
We dreaded returning, but ended our journey to us seeing all of our house lights had shown

Our Grandmother had arrived, so relieved and calmed to see
We snuck back into the quiet house, in the living room to watch TV
Upstairs she'd went, straight right to bed, and midnight ceased all the commotions
Things settled in darkness, we couldn't sleep guard-less, as we noticed again shadow motions...

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Thank you very much for reading this real life experience poem in its entirety. Piece by piece I'll try and reveal more snippets of these experiences of mine, which have more than just me as a sole witness, although, me by myself can validate these experiences enough with accurate and consistent details. I'll be sure to write more than just poems to break down my thoughts and ideas about these strange and supernatural occurrences. For now, this is the best outlet for me to express them and share them with you all. Feel free to drop a comment or thought, whatever it may be.

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