With the dark

The light is gone

Darkness invading the room

Filling every empty gloom

Silence, disturbing

Terror hurling

Whispers in the dark

Unable to keep them apart

The spirits are here

 

Coming near

Laughing, talking, scaring

Hair is rising

Under the bed

In the closet

In my own head

Light on, everything gone

See you, when the light is gone…

Again, My Son.

19/06/2003

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