Clothes hang on the door.
Casting shadows on my wall.
Dancing 
Dancing
Reaching out to me.
Are they real?
Do I have something to fear?

My doll sits on the dresser.
Silently she waits till morning.
The  light of the moon distort her face
She comes alive
Her shadow beckons me. 
I AM AFRAID.

In darkness
By the light of the moon
Monsters, the dead come to life. 
I can not rest
I feel only dread
I AM AFRAID.

Turn the light on!
make this evil disappear.
imaginations run wild.
They say it’s just the moon. 
Reflections of its rays.
but to me, it is the dead,
come to life. 
I AM AFRAID.

they reach for me
I cannot sleep.
The darkness is not my friend.
The Shadows terrify me.
The light makes them gone.

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