I turn off the lights.
And I walk down the hall, to my bed.
I know nobody's there.
But there's still this strange allusion in my head.
It's way too quiet inside this house.
I could almost swear I saw a shadow moving about.
I get in the bed. I throw the covers over my face.
I try my best not to be afraid and try to keep the shadows out.
I know that there is nothing there.
I know I'm all alone in the room.
Yet, I still feel the sense of fear choking me.
It's almost as if I've been burried alive in some dark tomb.