“Well Mr. Jones, you’ve given us all a fright,” the doctor said soothingly.
“Will there be any lasting changes?”
“Well Mr. Jones, you’ve given us all a fright,” the doctor said soothingly.
“Will there be any lasting changes?”
One corn stalk whispers to its neighbor, “Do you ever feel like we’re being watched?”
“Shh,” hisses the neighbor. “I’m listening — if I hear it again, I’ll be able to decide if that was a child’s footsteps or a ghost.”
They incline their ears toward the possible source, but the wind carries in the wrong direction to confirm….
rain
releases
the waterfall
of pent-up
tears
pain
begets pain…
There’s always a small voice,
the kind that you don’t hear,
creeping in the background…
hey dude
whats up?
you been good lately?
Do you ever sometimes feel,
like it would be better,
if you just turned off the lights…