Midnight Tonight...

I stare out at the expanse of time

The night is mine

I am the ruler of abrasive shadows

The creaky floorboard that brings you a shiver

The fear you feel when the lights get dimmer

A feeling of being watched, yet no-one is there

The movement in your wardrobe, look if you dare

I want you to…

My cold calloused hands want to usher your demise

I want to hear you scream, your blood curdling cries

To severe your flesh from tendon and bone

Think of me when you are all alone

But I can’t just kill you

The underworld has rules to adhere to

I need for you to look upon me

To investigate the unseen

To realise it isn’t a bad dream

To explore the scratching at the door

To peer out the window at that skeletal face you think you saw

For I am terror and fear, I am your hope that fades away

And tonight I have a special game for us to play

All that reads me, here on this page

Every person that has learnt about my supernatural stage

At midnight tonight I will be coming for you

Everyone on Prose, know this to be true

Time to lock all your doors, turn on all your lights

Close your wardrobes and prepare for this night

For if you awake tomorrow then you will have survived my game

But don’t get too comfortable

I may strike again...