Laying still in the dead of night Browsing through the Commaful site
When silence breaks the calm
Quiet, listen, what's that noise Is it wind from the vent or a moaning voice
I try to return to my original place When the light flickers in ominous haste
I hope the light needs replaced
Ok, enough, I'm getting worked up It's time to go to sleep
As my eyes grow heavy, I start to doze When the walls move with a shadowy flow
I ponder the movement, why does the shadow roam
My mind stirs and my heart raced staring at the wall with the darkened shapes
As the shadow lingers on the wall, a chill blows, my skin crawls
I feel the hand of a haunted touch
The chills of a ghostly hush
My eyes wide open, for no sleep tonight
After reading A night on the Commaful site
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