Reluctant Twilight

I'm not afraid of the monsters in the closet.
Those fears have run off with my mind.
I won't scatter over the spiders in my bed.
I won't crawl toward the light,
and I won't seek the shadows.
And without any doubt to swallow, I won't unmask myself.
I'm not a fool.
My heart will stay enclosed in its cage,
so my tired eyes can rest
with loneliness as my guest,

because misery intends for company tonight.
One night.

Until dawn,

when I wake to repeat again.