The lullaby

“Someone’s always watching me, someone’s always there…” A cold night, the dirt ground covered in snow. “When I’m sleeping he just waits and he stares…”  woods as dark as the night, not a single sight of life in it. A single breeze that sends shivers down someone's spine, “someone’s always standing in the darkest corner of my room… he’s tall and wears a suit of black…” trees that look alive, something out of a child's nightmare, or was it imagination? I can't remember…. “Dresses like the perfect groom. Where are you going? Why won't you stay?..” reports after reports of missing children with imagination as they say, children that said they saw something that wasn’t real to say. “They might be scared of you but I just want to play…” whispers of a lullaby, the screams for help with no one to save them. Reasons for the screams, the boogie man they call him, the night stalker… he has no real name but one, and no one dares to say it… “please…..”