Wraith

Deep within my slumber
I begin to toss and turn
I hear the shadows moving
My stomach starts to churn

Eyes are wide open
The door is slightly closed
I can't quite shake this feeling
Of being drained of my lonely soul

The shadow in the corner
Watching as I sleep
Slowly moving closer
As it begins to creep

My hands start to tremble
As my death begins to near
This wraith I call the reaper
Feeds upon my fear

As I lay dying
It whispers in my ear
You are all but nothing
Just the tip upon my spear