AFRAID OF THE DARK

Lights go off
It's not the same
The lightening strikes
It starts to rain
The thunder rolls
The silence cracks
A place of void
As dark as black
You close your eyes
And rest you head
You try to sleep
But then they said
The monsters lurk.
Under the bed
The grave yard shift
They want you dead
So try to sleep
Now that they call
Sleep well, my dear
They'll take us all.

Written by Richard Hale