THE WATCHER

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Deep Profound Poem Re the Terrors of Sleep Paralysis
By TheBig G

The Big G

The watcher he sits over there,
Staring,I can see him staring his evil glare,
He’s the watcher he watches ’till I sleep,
Then he’ll come for me creep creep,
I drift alone into a world of dread,
I cannot move,can’t lift my head,
The watcher he watches with demon eyes,
I scream out nobody hears my cries,
But the watcher crawls over he doesn’t care,
He climbs upon my chest so bare,
The fright the cries nobody comes,
I’m all alone in his catacombs,
I cannot breathe chest so tight,
But I must I must start to fight,
I’m weak I’m tired,the watcher is strong,
My date with the devil won’t be long,
I beg him please don’t take me today,
I’m shaking,sweating,the fear won’t go away,
My bodies parallised by a fear unknown,
But the watcher just won’t leave me alone,
Then just as quick in a flash of…

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