Alone in the dark
I was in the street
It was oddly eerie
When usually it’s neat

The street was so empty
Nothing else breathing round
The street was so quiet
Without one sound

He came out of nowhere
So quietly
I didn’t notice him
Until he bit me

Out he came and
Without a care
He bit my neck
That was left bare

I started to itch
My neck turned red
I was the sacrifice
For him to be fed

The air was muggy,
Sticky, and warm
This only helped
The bump to form

Summer always
Seems so great
Until you become
A mosquito’s bait