Vitamin K is an unsung hero.

There is someone behind me.

I turn around and no one is there,

maybe he is on my back

on maybe climbing in my hair.

Just out of my view,

just around the corner,

just scampering behind a bush,

or scratching at me from behind the wall.

He whispers in my ear,

he can see in my brain,

he tastes my thoughts and strokes my fears.

I scream at him but he never answers…

he just listens and watches…

biding  his time…

I scream at the walls

and it echoes down the halls,

the cracks have started

and the plaster falls from above

my face is powdered white

flecks fall like snow as my walls crumble.

He sits at the foot of my bed

just below where I cannot see

but I can hear him laugh

he he he…