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Jan 2018
A creak outside my bedroom door
Faceless shadows watch my pitiful attempts at slumber through the window
They are watching me, waiting for my eyes to close
Willing myself into courageous action I stand, blinds closing, door locked
My bed welcomes me once more, a comforting creak as it takes my weight
Drops of moonlight trickle down my drapes, my heart stops
Don’t move, don’t breathe, don’t open your eyes
In a moment of clarity I realize
The shadows never left, I simply can’t see them
It’s too dark
Written by
Logan L  21/M
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