As I sit and read, I feel the chills of a thousand eyes watching.

The winter already left and the summer is upon me.

The chill is unknown and undone not matching,

The sun shining so bright yet so cold inside the corners.

The shadows creeping closer, but not close enough to peer inside, not enough to see what’s watching…watching me

The thousand eyes that peer upon me

The hundreds eyes that freeze the air around me

The ten eyes that leave chills in me

The one eye that stares backs at me

The eyes that only I can see…the eyes that stare at me, stare through me, and watch around me

Why can no one else see?

The creeping figures in the shadows… are they there…or are they imaginary?

I can’t help but see the eyes looking back at me

The shadows creeping towards me

The dark shades draped upon them as they draw closer to take me

Take me to a place no one else besides me can see

The make believe