You wake up from your dreams
Completely alone, or so it seems
Your eyes attempt to adjust to the darkness
The shadows hiding the one that is heartless
His cold, fearsome voice sounds through the room
Three little words, signaling your doom
“Go to sleep,” he says without strife
As he steps forward, holding a knife
You want to scream, you want to call
To your parents, who are asleep down the hall
His mouth is cut into a permanent smile
A sight that makes your throat fill with bile
His eyes are unblinking, ringed in black
He looks like he is about to attack
He wears a white hoodie, stained with blood
His black pants are covered in mud
Thunder rumbles outside to cover your shout
As he begins to stalk toward you, without a doubt
That you would be killed that very night
Your life taken away by the sun’s first light
He leapt onto your bed, knife at your throat
Once more repeating his three-worded quote
You felt the bite of the knife’s blade
And the world before your eyes began to fade
As your life ended, he sat back and met your dying gaze
Speaking once more, this chilling phrase
“Go to sleep,” he told you before leaving
To be gone the next morning, when your parents would be grieving
So, let this be a warning for you to keep
Be cautious, and Don’t Go to Sleep
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