The Shadows.

The shadows in my room came closer to my bed
The shadows in my room heard every word I said
They want to eat me up I know,
They want to grind me down,
The shadows in my room look like
A monster with a crown.

The shadows in my room are places in the dark
They are not little creatures or squirrels from the park
They are not scary monsters,
They are not badger's teeth,
The shadows in my room are not a sneaky, murdering thief.

The shadows in my room are coming closer I can see
They're getting closer all the time they're trying to swallow me
The shadows won't let me survive,
They're laughing at me too,
And when they've eaten me alive
They're coming after you.