Midnight Medley

Asleep, yet awake
Conscience yet not
Dreaming reality
As the minutes pass

The knife eases closer
Held by an hidden hand
Closer to the sheet
I'm laying beneath

Sudden movement
As quick as a blinking eye
The knife, red with blood
Removes itself from the sheet

The blood-filled sheet
Jumps up and falls
Lifelessly by the wall
Dead

Underneath, nothing
Nothing but red pajamas
Wet from the bleeding sheet
Now laying dead on the floor

Eyes closed
Thoughts slow
Darkness covers
Everything