My Graveyard

Gleaming moon
Shining full overhead
The ghastly sight
Its hardly more than enough
Overcome with a sensation
So dreadful, cant turn back
Fog hangs eerily around
The stones of the dead
Floating
The dread is powerful,
But will is greater
One step closer
And sitting down
Fog engulfs everything
Snap! A noise
Sensations are overpowering
The nerves
Lightheaded and dizzy
Creeping slowly along the ground
Waves of chills enter the spine
Heart beats faster
Heavy breathing
Snap! A noise
Closer this time.