Shadow People
By: Sean Patrick Foley
I have been awake for a long time now,
and thus my mind makes midnight magic
of saddisticly streaking shadows.
I close my eyes, but sleep doesn't come/
I see him from across the room.
Watching, Waiting, and wondering when.
The darkest and deepest eyes peer, penetrate, and paralyze.
I keep praying it's just my active imagination.
He keeps coming closer and closer to my bed.
Inside my covers I forever fight my ferocious fears.
Soon the sun shall slaughter my silent assailant.
I just pray that I can make it to the dawn.














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