Sleepness nights
music playing
fan blowing
heart beating
distant
Thoughts of tomorrow
eyes closing
mind wandering
heart stopping
close
Childhood monsters
creeping slowly
slithering stickily
scratching at the wooden floors loudly
too close
Adult fears
building
waning
constructing
hits home
Let the Lady in White
lay her hand across your eyes
Shhhh
And the Lady in Black
plunges her hand into your chest
Shhhh
Breathe relief.
Good night.
