Mr Red

2 am and it's still dark
I have a person beside my pillow
His eyes are red and hasty yellow
Darkness engulfs him when I close my eyes, but he's there every time.

I was born alone;
To a word of autocracy
Working hard all day,
And no friends to see my tomorrow with.

I heard whispers in the dark
Calling and trying to lure me in
I cried and begged every time it hurt,
And the red person was there again.

He caressed my hair, whispering comfort to me,
In a world of jealousy
My imagination loved me

His long nails scratched my back softly,
When I awoke to a mad woman banging at my door
I cried and cried begging her to leave,
He hugged me tight and huskily whispers sweet nothings to me

He wasn't my lover
Nor was he my brother or my father,
But he came every night when the clock chimed at 12,
He sat next to me
And whispered, " I will never leave you until you are not alone. "

He said that to comfort me everyday
Until I found someone to talk with every dusk and dawn, and he was gone.

Now I sit in my bed
Gripping my blanket,
As he comes to me again and says,
"You've grown but I have not, don't worry for I will not hurt you... I will be here everyday till you become free. "

He whispered again to my ear and I sighed in relief,
I said goodbye to the world and my dear friend who had always accompanied me,

As I felt my heart stop and so the ventilator closed.
Leaving me to a world of darkness and Mr. Red alone.