Beware beware the darkling child He lives in shadows and the night. He feeds on fears and drinks your tears And then lays hidden in plain sight.
The darkling child the darkling child Like frost that kills the tender flower, And puddles after summer rain. You'll know he's been but not the hour, Or know when he'll creep back again
The darkling child the darkling child Looks in upon you in the night. And lurks upon the window sill With blackened teeth and poison bite.
The darkling child the darkling child His eyes are ice, and heart is stone. You'll never think of him as nice. Or want to meet him when alone.
So close the windows, shut the door. Draw the curtains, dim the light. He will not harm you or alarm you if you keep your eyes shut tight.
I just wanted to try writing a dark poem. It sends a shiver up my spine whenever I read it. Sleep Well!