Boogey

It came in the evening.
It came in the night.
A smile so sinister,
A motive not right

It ran across the carpet
And tiptoed across wood.
It slipped through the shadows
Like nothing ever should.

Its eyes were so hollow.
Its heart was so dark.
Its voice could kill
With a single remark

The gloom is its home.
The darkness gives it might.
It thrives to find you sleeping
And give you a fright

But the light is its weakness,
Shining so bright.
I’m protected in my sleep
By the powerful night light!