Beware... Poem by Autumn Hanna

What happens when darkness falls in this forsaken land?
A time for rest? A time for peace? Perhaps for the unknowing and misfortune man.

No one knows what happens when the sun goes down,
because no one living is around.

Such darkness is unnatural and that's saying the least,
Words can't describe such beasts.

So enjoy your brief comfort while the light is still flowing in,
Don't bother locking the doors, they're already within.

Creeping up the stairs, slinking down the hall,
May the next to seek refuge here not ignore the writing on the walls.