Powers out better part of the day ...
Currently staring at the ceiling
Racked by  the cracking ...
The creaking .......
Heart stabbing  slapping
of my stupid screen door.......
Relentless driving wind.  ....
Hell bent on getting in........
Wearied .....
A little worried......
And then ..............
My phone just died
It's 1........13...AM.....
I'm alone..
I'm hearing things .......
Scratching.......whisky throated whisperings.... scuffling........
Morbid moans.....
Bone chilling symphony from
The wailing cathedrals of woe......
Finally there's no more...
  of  the tap tap tapping on the widow.......
Which took all my will to ignore .....
Footsteps on the roof ........
Crash and thud........
Outside my front door.......then like a slow metronome
The pounding ....
Slurring painful groans
At first incoherent...
I SCREAM "
LEAVE ME ALONE ....
THIS IS MY HOME ....."
I begin to understand ...
And I creep across the living room floor .....
It's saying" open the door ,
It's love and the reapers right behind me let me in.........
Finally I can take it no more ....
Butcher knife in hand ....
I rip open the door....
..
And there is nothing more.......
Nothing more than a mirror with me in it........alone and lonely
Except for ........behind me
I can see
A reflection of the SABOTEUR....
The REAPER.......
Shoving a butcher knife in my back .
In retrospect
I  flash back on my relationships of the past
...and it's me .......
Self sabotaging

And the lights come on .....
Metaphorically......
Like an EPIPHONE.