The One Who Duels The Night

By Daniella Djiogan

She watches me as I sleep

With eyes so dark it blend with the color of night

I can’t see her, but I feel her presence

Perhaps at the far corner of the room

Or on the ceiling above my head

.

Who knows? Certainly not I

.

I am not particularly scared

For her wish are not my commands

I claim not to recognize her presence

As I flip the switch on before I finally close my daunting eyes

And fall into a sleep like death.


Image Source: pixabay.com

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