A stream of light
Through a door ajar
It pushes in
Though not too far
An eerie glow
To charge the dark
To shroud its bite
And swell its bark
A terror now
Is fostered here
The tingling touches
The blackness leers
Something lurks
Poised to pounce
As your fear festers
Ounce by ounce
The still of night
Chills so within
Each subtle noise
A frightful din
Cocooned in bedding
Devoid of sight
With a thundering heart
You endure the night
The Mewriginal 
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