I left the window open
And something came in
It creeped silently
And it had no grin
It had no shape
It had no eyes
Yet it came at me
With such a surprise
I tossed and turned
I could not sleep
It came closer
With out one peep
It crawled onto my bed
Then onto my leg
It crept so softly
I had no need to beg
Still journeying up
It made its way to my ear
I could hear is whisper
All of my greatest fear
“Why didn’t he call you?”
“How will you pay that bill?”
“She thinks your fat.”
“Did anyone notice the spill?”
It was upon me
And I could not think
For fear came in my window
And it had made the link
Softly it spoke
With words so clear
And sat on my pillow
Close to my ear
I had had enough
I could stand no more
I got up quickly
And kicked it out the door
I laid back down again
Not knowing where it came
I closed my eyes to sleep
Only for it to come in again
Writing In The Deep 