Once I switch the light off it begins,
The darkness breaths like a beast,
about to devour me whole.
The dark is deeper by the corner,
is that a person or a shadow standing there?
There is someone climbing up the walls!
Shifting and cracking like a spider.
A face at the window, yellow eyes and
milk skin with a gun to kill me.
A creak, just below my floor,
an old house settling to sleep?
Or murders creeping through my home?
I love the night, the smiling moon, the velvet dark of the sky,
diamond chips of the stars.
But sleep is my enemy, where my monsters rive.
Someone, tell me how to make it stop?