In The Still Of The Night Poem by B.J. Ayers

In the darkness, no shadows to see,
No light of the moon, to allow them at all,
The noise of the darkness, the sounds you hear,
An Erie night, as a wolf sounds a call,

In the still of the night, the blindness you see,
Something awaits, you know it's there,
Afraid to stir, afraid to scream,
You thing to yourself, it's not fair,

To stand alone, in the still of the night,
You seek to move, you seek to hear
You try to scream, you try to move,
Nothing there, but one lonely tear,

In the still of the night, you're all alone,
No one to help, no one to share,
The fear of the darkness,
And no one to care,

You know it's there, just taking it's time,
In the still of the night, the fright you feel,
Why am I here, you question yourself,
Am I to become, an animals meal?

Why did I come, in the still of the night?
You crawl in the tent, the zipper you find,
Raising it quickly, to close the flap,
The Darkness you see, as if you are blind

A noise you hear, in the still of the night,
Should I peep, or stay inside,
A decision to make, it's yours to choose,
To open the flap, or stay inside,


A circle of white, appears on the flap
It's a light, it's a light,
As you smile with glee,
The voice from your friend, I just went to pee! !


Bj Ayers
01/12/2013