Night Fright

Night Fright
I see a shadow in the dark moving toward my bed
I feel a hand creep up beside and it is cold and dead
I taste the blood of ebony as pours from my very veins
I look and find upon my wall blood an everlasting stain
I hear the knife pull from the sheath and wait for endless pain
But then the sun creeps to the sky
And I find I did not die
The shadows run away from me
The hand a cats wet nose
The blood a jacket on a nail
Now all is fine and I’m alive
Thank goodness for the day.

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