In the corner of my bedroom,Where the moonlight doesn’t reach,Lives a shadow shaped like nothing,Yet it whispers like it breathes. It never moves at daytime,Never stirs when lights are on—But the moment darkness settles,All its quiet rules are gone. I hear its fingers on the floorboards,Hear it dragging something deep,Hear it crawling just a littleEvery … Continue reading “The Thing That Watches When I Sleep”