Sleep Shadow

Moonshine beams.

Moonlight glows.

Lays down with ease while eyes close.

A wicked energy flows by, like a stream.

Stench of darkness reaks the air.

What could this be unaware.

A fiend, a witch, appears to be.

Fear crawls through my skin.

Sweat down my face.

Pressure towards my chest.

Heavy weight.

Unable to speak, unable move.

Screams in terror.

In mute.

The witches hour is here.

Full moon power is revealed.

Dreamwalking could this be.

Shadow figure moves.

Dark presence, no more.

Fear gone at last.

Awake, Aware.

Full moon energy has passed.

Witching hour out.

So beware, shadows of the old hag.