I see it.
Not every night, but I see it.
In the blackest of black rooms, I see him.
He appears when he thinks I’m in trouble.
Glowing red eyes and a white face.
My stomach clinches tight seeing him standing there.
Tied into a knot that can’t be undone.
I breathe heavily.
Why is he here this time?
I try to run, but it’s empty space.
No place to run.
I scream loud like a banshee.
My eyes open, back to reality.
I feel sweat pour down my face.
I sit up looking around for you, but you’re gone.
Finally, it’s over… this time.
This Is Me 