The thing in the darkness

do you ever wonder what lives just outside the darkness?

It's not me.

It's not you, either.

I think it's something that knows both of us.

it's a hunger.

devoid of life of its own

it must feed off our fear

that's what I think

you don't know what scares me

but I do.

it's not knowing ...

and that thing knows it

it knows the best way to watch me and just when I'm not looking

and that's when I get scared