Going To Sleep

I have a knife under my pillow
I feel its sharp blade
I'm ready for what's at stake
Within reach a flashlight
to warn off all the creatures
that come out at night
Sirens race by on the road below
where the sweetest lullaby
Is sung by a raucous crow
I'm hoping someone in the morning
will find me still alive
The shadows sit on the heavy chair
I propped against the door
I'm holding my breath
As I try not to step on the nails
Coming off the old wood floor
It's my only barricade
to keep out the Hades brigade
If you ask me
I'll tell you how it was
And now, how it is
I am never alone in my sleep
my dreams are dark and deep
Tonight I have a loaded gun
funny how faces appear to be
never old and never fun
I have a feeling they belong
to ghosts or ghouls
Both the most formidable
reapers of souls
I better close my eyes
And go to sleep
Shaking off those things
under my bed
That grab my feet