I’ve made it through the day,
everything seems fine. My problems
only come in the evening time.
my head lay quietly to rest, put my
mind to the test.
Once the lights dim, the room begins to spin.
I’m sure there’s a ghost living within.
I hear the cracks and the creeks coming from
The floors. The blowing of wind filtering
through the door.
I hear rather loud voices not making any sense.
and the creaking of gates from the outside fence.
I need to get up to turn on the light.
My mind is now in a constant state of fright
A surge of light creeps under the door,
loud footsteps walking down the hall floor.
My mind says get up, but my body won’t move.
Black shadows are dancing, filling every groove.
The room is like a moonlit dreary dark night,
with shadows after midnight all in sight.
I hear the loud voices ring out once again,
only this time they’re calling out my name.
My mind confused, am I going insane?
My heart is beating oh so very fast,
How long will this fear over me last.
Suzanne, Suzanne it’s time to get up.
I opened my eyes, wiped the sweat from
My brow. A feeling of relief came over
me now.
Written: July 3,2007
Melvina Germain
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/938-shadows-after-midnight/
