the dark cave

The dark cave

The tourists will walk

The fun they think

The cool air in the darkness

The images of horror

The weak hearted will scream

In the cool dark cave

Where horror and ghosts exit

The shadowy flow

In the dim lit darkness

Alone may spell torture

Of the mind and eyes

In the dark cave

The scream can be heard

Of the tourists who lose their way

In the dark of the watery grave

The echo of the shadows

In company you don't feel a thing

Alone in your lost way

You will hear the weeping