Mitternacht(Midnight) Poem by Abby Keen Harris

When the hour is close at hand
demons start to fill the land
ghosts come to haunt the living
monsters mostly just surviving
holding til the clock strikes one
then the hour is done
all the demons hide and run
ghosts and ghouls disappear
monsters run in fear
because if the light hits them
then they lose their freedom
in the still of the night
is the best time to fright
holy water and a crucifix
will only get you suffocated
now that the hour is at its end
i must finish and reach the end