Midnight
By Mxxkie
Two hours past midnight,
The television would buzz to life,
A warning.
Who could that be at this hour?
A news report,
A breaking news report,
Warning of the recent asylum escapee
Recently spotted in the area.
A storm outside.
The whipping winds.
The phone would ring.
Who could that be at this hour?
Picking it up,
The line was dead,
The power cut.
The wind screamed outside.
The rain knocked against the windowsill.
A flash of lightning illuminated the figure,
Standing in front of my door, there was a knock.
Who could that be at this hour?
By Mxxkie
Two hours past midnight,
The television would buzz to life,
A warning.
Who could that be at this hour?
A news report,
A breaking news report,
Warning of the recent asylum escapee
Recently spotted in the area.
A storm outside.
The whipping winds.
The phone would ring.
Who could that be at this hour?
Picking it up,
The line was dead,
The power cut.
The wind screamed outside.
The rain knocked against the windowsill.
A flash of lightning illuminated the figure,
Standing in front of my door, there was a knock.
Who could that be at this hour?
