Turn on every light

burn every candle

that you have

in your room

to keep the darkness

away.

Close the closet door,

jump up on your bed

and whisper those prayers

you learned in Sunday school

when you were a child.

Maybe they’ll work

They’re so old and comforting.

Like a warm blanket and a warm sweet drink wrapped around your shoulders

sliding down your throat

when it is dark and  the air is thick with ice and fog and despair.

Don’t look down to the floor

towards the window

Oh God

did you lock it?

Did you lock the window you scream to yourself

in your head where you thought the monsters lived.

Why didn’t you draw the curtains closed

how could you forget such a simple thing?

What will keep you safe now?

Could you scream for help? Cry to the Devil

to anyone, to someone to save you now.

Please save you now?

Go ahead.

Ask.

Plead.

Beg.

I’m listening on the other side

of your window

where darkness is forever

and I’m not going anywhere.

Daily Prompt: Creature