One By One The Yard Gnomes Steal My Sanity

Her heart beating fast

Her mind running away form her soul

Her voices crying out in pain

If only everyone new that it was all in vein

Her blood rushes through her body

It’s cold and quiet no one willing to hear

You can actually smell the fear

You can hear the whispers in the dark

The fear moves closer, the shadows start talking

Is it something or nothing, is it crawling or just walking

He feels her breathing; he smells the thing she’s fearing