Creeping Darkness

This Is A Haunting Tale
But One That Needs To Be Told
About An Evening Visit
A Black Mass In The Cold
Particles Did Vacillate
The Air Seemed A Tomb
Pitch Black In The Corner
There Was Something In My Room

Beware The Shifting Shape
It Comes Into Your Place
It Is The Creeping Darkness
The One Without A Face

It Did Not Frighten Me
Until It Moved Bedside
It Moved Across My Heart
I Thought That It Had Died
Maleficent Creature
My Vision Blacking Down
Away The Still Night
Without Even A Sound

When A Spirit Is Out To Scare You
Do Not Panic On The Floor
Soon This Vision Will Exit
Its Energy Under The Door