Rational Thought

Come join me in irrationality, The kind of mind that stares into the corners of dark rooms. Where my grey striped hoodie, sits on my black chair just moments ago. Stands the hooded figure. The figure holds a Cheshire smile ephemeral as the figure is, it haunts for all eternity. Staring where the eyes should be, it waves the cloak towards me, I wave back. Turning on the lights and the hooded figure whispers a silent goodbye. In the brief millisecond the light reaches your eyes the smile slowly fades away lingering long after it is gone. In that moment of infinite time the hooded figure eats at my bravery. Across the long, dark basement he hides among the shadows, briskly walking across the cold wood floor towards the blue lit bathroom. Turning to leave I never look back as I shuffle quickly. The dark, emptiness behind me is full of horrors. The hooded figure welcomes me back into my room as I shut the door to the horrors, the hooded figure stares at me as I jump into bed the Cheshire smile is the last thing I see before I close my eyes.