A Haunted Walk Home

I walk towards home all alone

Not bothered about those faint moans

I walk about completely unaware

Of the witch behind me with bright silver hair

Behind me I feel something burn

But I resist the urge to turn

As I heard, the one who confronts

Is the one she loves to hunt

In a hushed voice she says to me

Before I had the chance to flee

Here in the forest dark and deep

I offer you eternal sleep

Her sliver hair seems so bright

Like the moon on a dark night

Her voice is so melodious

But the work she does is so vicious

She asks me to come with her

But her face seems so blur

My body is petrified with fright

On seeing that horrifying sight

I see the flayed coming in a line

Shadowing the bright moon's shine

I suffer from great fear

On knowing that the end is near