Late at Night

The night I hid in the cover

The clock seemed to stop forever

Activities in the empty kitchen

Vessels tumbling at a fast pace

Chairs moved from their place

Left me in a daze

Movements in the empty bed

The ones I have seldom heard

Hard breathing near the pillow

Creepy clamour outside the window

Left me in a haze

Terrified to close my eyes

To look for the bright morning

When monsters get back to their hiding

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