The visit of the dark in a scare to sleep

O what a night
Those acts and gestures performed
Expanding and clefting from a rhythm of phobia 
To a mindset of redemption.

The birds may have probably fed to jam
In the course of my scare to sleep.
The tale was in the red
And they did forget I was there when they left.

Awakening in a suppose iota of relief
To be caught up between the rock and hard place
Lonely in the farm
All ears could dances to were squawking turtles

Then I elapses eyes to the sky
But the moon was amise to make a show for the night
I became a rabbit in a wolf's den
When darkness slapped me thoroughly.

Parr !parr ! I noticed some  sparkling
It could be fire in the hut i surmised.
Cold and hot Jumped off my scaring rag
T'was never the luck of the devil but I nailed it.

I hugged a bunch of  burning wood 
And set forth for the promise land
Like a myotonic goat
Mute and skittish I could hear every fallen leaf.
 
A stream whose rocks dressed in Spirogyra
Was comfortably lying across my path
Court rose when I steep slipped  into the deep
And extinguished my light.A heart quake

Creepy horror feelings like cannibals cackle
Took my heart into my boot
Every hair of my body hands and feet
Stood at ease

I paused to make a bore out of the wall
Fraternize when I saw afar millions of fire flies.
Glowing like falling stars.I hit the jackpot
Worried daddy came searching and found me.