If you see me,
crying in the dark
don’t ask me where I’m from,
don’t ask me where I’ve been,
Just let me in.
If you see me,
begging on my knees
yelling “please, God, please”
with no answers to my pleas,
Just let me in.
Everyone has
some troubles in life.
Everyone has
some grief and strife.
Sometimes we need
a helping hand,
to bring us up
and help us stand.
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In deepest Night,
when all are asleep
is when they come,
up the flight
of shadow-stair
silent and fleet
Cloaked in black,
Quiet as the breath
of a slumbering child,
Down the Hall,
soundlessly gliding
Quietly
into the bed-chambers
of my family
And there they stand,
not breathing, sensationless
Diabolic yet infinitely patient
standing
staring from shadowed faces
no eyes but still they are watching,
in Deepest night
the clock reads three
I am awake, eyes squeezed
Shut
but
I know there is one standing,
and its
Looking
at me.
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