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In my dark room

In the dark shadow is where they wait I can see them and hear them, up very late The sound of the tick tock drums in my head As I hide under the sheets of my cosy warm bed What is it? I wonder, that creeps and crawls Making creeks in my wardrobe and in the floors It's scared of the light as it goes when their on And it hates adults, if they're here it's just gone! It never shows itself or appears during the day Or when I play music, dance or I play It's never hurt me and I have been here for years So I wonder why it causes me all of these fears If I close my eyes in the middle of the day It makes all the light disappear straight away That's not scary so I can't figure out why The darkness at bedtime can make me cry So I have decided its me and a thing when I'm tired With a little nice music I hear nothing undesired So I still don't like it when it is dark in my room I am brave now and know I will be asleep soon.

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Date: 2/23/2024 12:20:00 AM
I don’t like the dark of night either, it’s been the bane of my life, I’m ok when my hubby is here, but when he’s away I’m filled with fear. A great write, Beryl
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