Night Terrors

NIGHT TERRORS When distant daylight is spent and spilled, My lamp alone lights the curtained darkness Of unseen fear, which has always filled The weary black pit yawning endless Into the night; and all the unknown Terrors of the dreamworld Conspire to extinguish my lamp lone When the smothering curtain is unfurled. Oh, how the dawn moves on leaden feet To reach far into the shaded recess. Oh, let it make haste to meet My sleepless darkness with succor and nearness.