Behind the Door

I hear the calling me every night
You think I'm crazy
But it's out of freight
Only reason I'm up until dawn's first light

You don't believe?
Explain the scratches on the wall
Or maybe the blinking light
It's come to take us all

It calls my name all through the night
Whispering in a hurried voice
I always end up in my brother's bed
Doesn't feel like I have a choice,
I can barely open the door

I hear the shuffling of the shadows
The distance in their voice
I could always tell it's me they want
And I think they've made their point

I write this now, barely able to see
Thinking of the chaos that gives me nightmares
Of the constant fear when the sun goes down
Of the voice behind the door trying to bring me closer
Of the dancing shadows and blinking lights
Although Halloween is over for you,
For me it's not