In the moonlight

Darkness falls, and it's time to be afraid,
Hiding under the covers, in a fortress she made;
The clock ticks, but time seems to stand still,
There won't be sleep until....

A sound of a creaking floor board,
A slinking shadow that inches forward;
A security only he shows,
A never-ending nightmare she knows.

Why does it happen, why is it allowed?
Where is mommy, why is there this shroud?
No one to turn to in the dead of the night,
No liberation in the moonlight.