Fall of the night watchman

Enemies lurk at each turn, every corner
down grim alleyways, creeping through shadows
skulking in the haze, they are without border
lurking in the darkness, striking a menacing pose

From dream thieves to sleep demons
street beasts to monsters of the deep
beings that create nightmares when dreaming
they make fear their home, stifle your sleep

The watchman tries with all his might
to contain them, to save the night
always there to put up a fight
but tonight the world is in for such a fright

The demons and the beasts, too many even for him
this battle like a mountain that he cant surmount
the darkest hour is here, the witching hour is grim
the night watchman is down, out for the count

Body broken, will to fight ran away into the night
surrounded, beaten, thrown deep into earth, a place without light
beetles and bugs make a meal of his skin, barely a flicker of life
the city above grows darker still, the watchman, fallen, bad dreams run rife

Thanks for reading,

Peace & Love.

Kyle.