The Presence

I am this shadowed face looking in on your life I am invisible to your eye, yet I know you feel my existence I am that horrible feeling, so unending, so strife My eyes they pierce the back of your neck without resistance My energy, it's so controlling, so scary...so alive I know you sense that heart wrenching fear My way to show you that I'm using you to thrive When you are scared, you feed me, so I draw near Closing in...as your eyes shut when you sleep, so soundly Your dreams I conquer, I chase you through the dimlit halls, towards the empty rooms, into a scene so violent You awake in shock, in deep terror...you let me suceed so profoundly You go about your day calmly and I follow behind you, so silent I am that tickle or chill unexpected, that "BOOM" against the wall or the door I am what you don't want to believe, that sudden creak, that crazy ache in your body; concealed You make me what I am, your past, your pain, what others deplore I stick here as you grow weaker, the night as my kinddom, my battlefield You can't escape, I have you prisoner, my slave, my way to strike out I own you, your soul, dare not leave because I will find you again; so sad...so alone I am the greater power when I control you, your mind, the words you shout I am the Devil, the horror, the hate, and you... You are my throne.