The Shadow Poem by New Girl Dark NewGirlDark

The Shadow

I opened my eyes in the dead of night,
yet my body refused to wake,
I tried to move, I tried to rise,
but every nerve began to break.

The room was silent, cold and still,
moonlight fading from my sight,
when from the corner of the room
a shadow slowly came to life.

I tried to scream, no sound escaped,
I tried to run, but could not flee,
while that dark figure crossed the room
and drew itself so close to me.

Then came a whisper from the dark,
so cold it chilled me to the bone,
a voice I could not recognize
softly spoke my name alone.

Again it called, and then again,
each time much closer than before,
repeating my name through the darkness,
like a knock upon death's door.

It had no face, it had no eyes,
just darkness wearing human shape,
while whispering my name again,
as if I could not escape.

At last I woke and moved once more,
the shadow gone without a trace,
but sometimes in the quiet night,
I hear my name from that same place.

@NewGirlDark

The Shadow
Monday, June 29, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,poetry
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In this poem I talk about sleep paralysis and the things we can see.
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