In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
You pull over the bed covers as a form of protection;
Your heart beats very fast you start to sweat
Every noise souns louder as the the plutotion night grows darker
What is that creak on the floorboards
Why is the wardobe door slighly ajar
Why dont i just let a scream
i hear someone slowly walking up the stairs
i hear them outside my bedroom door
i squeeze the bed covers real tight
i hear them entry my room
My heart us veating so fast i expect ot to burst through my chest
Then the someone in my room speaks
'Mark are you ok i thought tgat film you watched today was a bit scary"
i remove my bed covers and sit upright and say
"No mummy i am scared"
"It alright son mummy is here"
With a a big cuddle and kiss goodnight mummy leaves the room with the nightlight on
The child goes back to sleep to dreams of a much nicer kind
© Mark Antony Raines