FAINT
I will never forget that dark dreary night,
When my heart was given such a fright.
I was walking passed the graveyard there.
A faint, mysterious noise I could hear.
My darn curiosity got the best of me.
So I got a little closer just to see
I stood upon a grave that was very old
And what I heard made me oh so cold.
"Help Me" "Help Me" a faint voice said
I knew whoever it was must long be dead.
A faint tap-tapping was coming from down below
I had to rescue that person, don't you know?
I had no shovel, so I dug with my hands 'til they bled
My dirty fingers had turned a bright crimson red
Finally, I reached the long moldy box made of wood
Above it now, I cautiously, cautiously stood.
I lifted the lid, and what did my eyes see?
Nothing and nobody looking back at me.
I have turned into Poe! I won't sleep tonight:)
SYMPATHY
