by Oddly Shaded » Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:11 pm
He's like my protector. Someone who is there, but isn't. I feel insane for even thinking it. But every night when i go to sleep, he's there, above my bed, protecting me. I used to fall asleep in fear of not waking up, or having something drag me from my bed. But he is there now. Even though he is probably a shape made from things resting infront of the last light left in the shadows, he is there, watching over me until I can watch myself. I still have many restless nights, but i am comforted by him. He is the phantom of the night, he is the one who i would call my gardian angel in disguse. All I can think about is him and blank faces. So you'll probably see more of him.