The Man In Black

Haven’t slept.

Can’t understand why.

Perhaps there is something watching me.

Perhaps I am about to die.

I’ve seen him now and then

Walking to and fro about the halls.

Watched him looking at me.

Watched him laughing in glee.

And I find myself alone in the dark

Scrambling to find the light.

Is it him? Is he there?

Or will he crush me with his might?

For I do not know who he is,

The mysterious man breathing on my back.

I guess I’ll never really know for sure

Who is the man in black?