I stayed quiet in the dark
Hoping wouldn’t find me

Hurt me

Screaming inward

I was dying already

And hated the living of it

Long enough to welcome it
I screamed aloud at the dark

Rose from my cover

Taunting fear to come and end me

And it did not come out
I hunt it in the night shadows

Now and nightly

I still fear

But not the darkness
I stalk it in the black

Haunt it to retreating

No lamp in hand

No hiding now
I am the sound in the silence

I am in the terror closet with the monster

I still fear

But not the dark.

I stole his cloak and wander his hallways now

Thief of his rest

He can find me

In his house now

Under his bed

Watching him