Horror show

Midnight

And the whispers begin

The darkness extends

Births shadows from within

Quiet cries echo in the halls

Deranged laughter

From somewhere above

Shards of light

Stab the room

It bleeds nightmares

That grow under the moon

Open windows

Curtains blown

An invite

To every unborn

The doors close

We are locked inside

So many guests

None of which are alive

It's now after midnight

The horrors are having fun

And once they begin

They don't want to stop