Dark Rooms

Black as night 

is what i fright

alone in the shadows 

i lay, praying to god 

that ill see day

spirits all around 

im trying not to make

a sound.

my imagination running

wild 

as if i am a small child

some times fears do not fade

so here in the light of day i will stay.

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