Being Watched

It's late at night

The house is dark

The t.v. glow won't let me sleep

A noise is heard

I'm filled with fright

The doors are locked

I'm sure I'm sure

A feeling hits me

What's going on

Did that shadow move or was it me

Is this real

Am I asleep

What was that

I check the phone, no it's not dead

That would suck there's no one to call

Those horror movies play with my mind

It might be a burglar, or even worse

I can see it now in tomorrow's paper

"Boy axed to death while alone at home"

The thing I'm scared of is being scared

Courage prevails

I'll check it out

Feeling down the hall

for the switch

The light comes on but there's nothing there

That window's open now what do I do

Did the psycho enter here or not at all

A slow pace draws me to the window

I shut it tight and draw the shade

I turn around silhouette slams door

I freeze in terror, a light clicks on

I wake in shock stiff as a board

It feels like spiders are in my bed

Ten minutes later I start to breath but I'm being watched.