Light the flame,
keep the darkness at bay.
Beware the night,
take heed of those afraid of light.
Worse than monsters under the bed,
worse than monsters hiding in the closet.
Behind you, they silently creep,
waiting for you to sleep.
Power hungry,
they feed off fear.
Pain is what they intend to induce,
whenever they are set loose.
Bars can't stop them,
chains won't hold them.
They prey on those who still have innocence,
making use of their ignorance.
Victims are left bleeding and broken,
never to be the same again.
Every breath tears you apart,
every touch steals more of your soul.
They'll stalk you throughout the day,
until the night says its time to play.
these cold-hearted monsters of the shadows,
walk among us, looking as normal as you and me.
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I would like to translate this poem
Deaths shadow I enjoyed every line, keep it up