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Who's Afraid Of The Dark? (Poetry)

Updated: Nov 24, 2021




Under the duvet, late at night,

I lie there still in a gripping fright,

All alone, except for the shapes,

That lurk and stare and keep me awake.

The night is a black sheet of paper,

Smothering, lingering, dark.

Voices whisper but then get louder,

Louder, louder, I scream a silent scream

The door rattles, they're coming, they're coming

Banging, pushing, the hinges creaking

I hide under the duvet, holding my breath

But they hear and they come and I know I

am done!


K McCallam and Y5©

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