The Black Quiet

You can not see them Not prove they are there Shadows that creep, shadows that stare You sink into your bed Cover on your head Beginning to sweat something moved across the floor Then you hear it The black quiet at your door Stronger than ever It’s been many days It knows who you are There’s no escape You tell yourself Your not afraid Your soul needs you to be brave But beyond your witty charm The black quiet touches your arm Mortified, your blood runs cold Your heart, it stops Your shoulders sink, your body slumps You try to scream but no sound comes And in the window… I am watching you!