As I Sleep
I am from shades of black and blue
and the pictures that watch me as I sleep.
I am from the shadows that lurk around
my room as I try to sleep.
The darkness that is favored only in one's eyes
but can be scary at times.
I am from the lonely, empty rooms and hallways
because there was nobody else to play.
The long and lonely nights spent watching out my
window waiting for my parents to arrive.
I am from the evening breeze to the morning dawn.
The whispers I hear in the night that try to make
you feel unsure if you’re not the only one there.
The unsettled feeling when I'm about to fall asleep
and all at once something creeps across the wall.
I am from shade of black and blue and the room
that keeps me awake till dawn.
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