Dead of Night

Dead of night

A sombre mood

Stillness induces

Heavy lids

Mind adrift

Beyond this plane

Rest you sleepy head

A sound resonates

Out of place

Body twitches

Wide awake

Darkness grips

A fearful mind

Heady thoughts

Start running wild

Shapes shift

As eyes dilate

Chasing shadows

You will never find

A Cold sweat

Your hands tremble

Ears adjust

To bumps and creaks

Stairs groan

Floorboards moan

Aching pipes

Give you the creeps

All alone as

Your family sleeps

Yet it seems

A watchful eye

Means you harm

On this night

Curtains flit

A drafty pane

Senses heightened

As fear consumes

Bolt upright as

You let out a scream

As once again

Eyes dart

The darkened room

And as your mind

Amends to the reality

Silence consumes

The empty void

The Mind slows

Your pant desists

Composure regained

With heavy lids

Quietly descend

Pillow head

And gently slope

Off to sleep

And Into

The land of nod

For the watchful eye

Is only God