Every night when she goes to sleep,
A voice inside her starts to weep.
Never a dull moment inside her dreams.
A voice inside her starts to scream.
In the middle of the night,
She holds on tight.
That's when all her nightmares come to life.
A man beside her takes out his knife.
When she thought it was safe to go downstairs,
At the end of her staircase, she became scared.
With that cold feeling in her bones,
She knew at that moment, she was not alone.
Back to bed she went, and under the covers she did hide.
A scared and alone she was, those voices carry forth, never died.
They got louder in her mind,
Shadows coming up from behind.
Hours later, the sun had shined.
Still wondering, was this just all in her mind.
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