Ever Haunted

" Now this is the point you fancy me mad..." - Edgar Allan Poe

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When I wake up drenched in a cold sweat in the middle of the night

From my reoccurring nightmare; my mind then begins it's tricks with the light

Within the shadows I see your silhouette cast from the doorway

Yet when I look again it's something else that simply goes away

...

What was that? There in the corner...was that just another bluff?

I saw another shadow by my side, twas there not long; just enough

To make me believe this foolishness my heart would tell me tales

And convince myself that you are here until my paranoia prevails

I try and sleep yet hear you creep as I lay beneath my sheets

I can almost hear your heartbeat as if you are indeed next to me

I throw the covers off in a heap and wonder how this could be

In the doorway I think I see your single eye looking back at me

"I LOVED YOU!", I scream. "YOU NEVER WRONGED ME! WHY DO THIS?"

With that I hear nothing but an empty house and the wind's incessant hiss

And then, very gently, very softly does the sound begin

Like a watch wrapped in cotton; at least the rest of the madness seemed to end

And as I lie back down and pull the covers over my head

Finally willing myself back to sleep I just drift back into dread

It's the same nightmare I have every single night since that day

I made the mistake of thinking If I killed you; you would go away