I was the shadow at the top of the stairs

I was that cool breeze that turned your blood cold

I was the dark under your bed

nesting in your closet

when you hoped to God you were really alone.

 

I was there when you reached out into to the darkness

felt along the wall and turned the light on

I was the nothing that night in your room.

 

I was with you before you fell asleep

I watched your eyes close

I watched your breathing slow

and

then

I watched it

stop.

 

 

Daily Prompt: Mystery