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Behind the Wall

The quiet noises began at the end of junior high
They started small; a light scratch, knock or sigh
Yet, as my depression and loneliness arose at school
The stronger it became; my pain converted to fuel
When the clock struck twelve and everyone else slept
I sunk into my covers to muffle my cries as I wept

Until one dark winter night, when it climbed out of the wall
And I froze in fear, the demon nothing like I imagined at all
At first glance he looked like a normal attractive young man…