Creature of the night

Creature of the night.

I can feel you every other night, lurking around in the shadows. I'm not asleep, you know i'm not. I know you can feel what I feel.

Is that why you're only here when i'm down?

Why are you here, when I fight my thoughts, when my fingers trace the sharp side of the blade? When I can barely breathe and my vision is too blurry?

Why are you, scary creature of the night, the who soothes me?

Your back hunched, you peer over my bed. I never open my eyes, but I can hear the sound of the fan changing as you stand in front of it.

But creature of the dark, I can feel your pain too. The millions souls in my head, do you hear them too? Do you fall down in agony when you cannot distinguish fiction from reality?

My scars, do you have them too?

You are not my guardian angel, they are too pure. I feel evil in you, just like you do in me. But i feel goodness in you, just like you do in me.

Who are you?

Creature of the night, you who lurk around in the dark, why do you bring so much light? Why do you feel my pain, why are you here?

I need answers, creature of the light.