The Eyes In The Night

Look out over your bed,

In the nothing by the door,

And you will find a chilling sight,

The eyes in the night.

They will not harm you,

Not at first,

As they seem beady and small,

Each a hungry eyeball.

But they never leave,

Not in the dark at least,

There's respite in the day,

Sadly, it never can stay.

Turn off the lights,

And they're there,

Again, by the door,

Only now bigger than before.

More of the room they fill,

White and huge,

They're coming and growing,

Watching and knowing.

Sleep and a bang stirs,

No shock; still have,

Go back to sleep or try,

Unsure if you'll live or die.

Time passes,

Dragging on forever,

Drink and drain,

The soul and brain.

Lack heavy sleep,

Starve and yearn,

Become a husk,

Dawn and dusk.

Still, they hang,

Above your own bed,

Now so near,

You sweat with fear.

Life falls apart,

Work and love abandon,

You are alone,

But never on your own.

Finally, the final night,

Until they disappear,

There's nothing but black,

Nothing staring back.

You feel your eyes shut,

So, you open them slowly,

And you see right ahead,

You… in your bed.

You look on,

You look scared,

You're in your line of sight,

You are the eyes in the night.