Dark Tunnel:Dark Poetry

There Came a Knock Upon The Door

In the night I could see

All the fantasies that came to me

And there came a knock upon the door

Or even less or even more

And I looked to see who's there

All I could see was thinner air

So I went back to bed

On the pillow I laid my head

And came more knocking on the door

Or even less or even more

So I asked again, "Who's there?"

The knocking stopped on my stare

Again I went to bed

And there's a throbbing in my head

So I went back to sleep

And the dream began to creep

But came a romping at the door

Or even less or even more

So I went to see who it was 

And the romping came to a pause

I hoped that the knocking stayed dead

But then came a tapping at my bed

So I looked to see who

It was a shadow that grew and grew

So I laid, frozen with fright

But came the tapping at my side

I stayed hoping it would stop

But then the sun rose up

And the tapping went dead

So I went to sleep in my bed

And at night came the knocking

And went the night without a stopping