Spectral made real, minutes creep.
Every corner alive, the room casts shadows, deafening
You can hide away here
Thin veil, from the windowsill to the sky
Moon smirks through glass, unloading lonely thoughts
Parched lips, from sleepless nights, spiders weaving in silent stitches
The shadows danced, came alive, what was
What will never be
Phantasm, retreat under covers,
safety in blindness, veiled in silence.
Fretting they will never leave
until the light wakes you.
Scared to breathe