Blinded by The Moon

Scratching, biting, clawing

Though the blanket that is the night

Screaming, fighting, gnawing

In the absence of solar light

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I am afraid of the darkness

I am weary of the night

I dare not dwell in darkness

I pray for retrieval of my sight

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Blank, alone, and longing

In the darkness of the night

No vision of this evil thing

Sleep is waiting for the light

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My hope is holding to me

Yet escapes me in my fright

For my age I know it's silly

To fear the darkening bite

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Yet I do not have a say

Over my phobias during the night

How can we try to pray

In the bleakness that lacks all light

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So grabbing up the cover

I tuck myself in tight

Holding onto my lover

May we sleep through the black of the night