As the dark sky takes over the bright lit welkin, The sun is now nowhere to be seen.
Now I tremble from the true depths of my hollow soul, The thought of sleep now chafes my mind.
At night the window is my fount of terror, Giving rise to the worst of my nightmares on the wall.
Silhouettes and shadows keep me awake, Now I can't stop of thinking about who is with me in the room.
Some one is behind the door or wait is it behind the wall, Is it hiding in my closet or for sure behind the curtain.
Those creaking sounds and the knock on the door, The whistle of the wind and the rustle of leaves.
Oh! the rain now makes it even worse, For now no one can hear my screams or screech .
If I close my eyes I don't see dreams, All I see are figures run around me.
Now I think I have a lot of friends-to-say-so, Just that they are lurking beneath my bed.
How do I sleep , Just a little bit , When all of them are here to keep me awake.
Slumber is really all I want.
Um..... Hi, I know that this account had been inactive for about 2 whole months. I am really sorry but something urgent had come up. Now that it is over, I think I can start posting my work again.
And thank you for reading till the end !
THANKS A LOT