Dance of the Demons

Lying in bed with eyes wide
Fear holds you in place
Shadows taken once in stride
Heeds now murd'rous case

Demon's snarl; in your head
Did that figure move?
Walls close in as filled with dread
Shut your eyes to prove

Shadows dancing on the wall
Playing puppet game
Eerie whining down the hall
Whispering your name

Demon's drooling, brought from your fear
Without the lights they will appear

Reviews

[Joseph M. Shea]

I guest you had an idea when you started writing this. But it got more thin as you went along. I would get a night light and write some thing elts. Good luck, Joe