I see the lake
it’s see’s me.
I hear it’s whispers
“I want thee.”
I see the lake
it’s see’s me.
I hear it’s whispers
“I want thee.”
It shows me visions of the past
I see the people it claimed last.
It shows me people having fun
even though there cloths are undone.
I look away for a while
It comes closer with every mile.
“Be gone” I say with all my wrath
While it slithers away with a laugh.