I'm sitting outside, i could hear
everything.
The lights are humming, could hear
every breath i take.
I could hear the haunting presence
roaring.
I take three deep breaths,
hoping everything will be okay.
Don't say a thing or move.
I can hear them, getting closer
and closer.
It's just a raven walking on the solid
ice.
Hearing each scrape from their claw.
Ravens are pretty ominous during
late night.
ashley McC
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-haunting-presence-roars/
