Checkmate

i vanquished you,
or so i thought.
but you were just hidden in shadow,
waiting for my candles to go out.
there you wait, 

skirting my vision,
hiding in my thoughts.
were you always there?
will you always be there?
I can feel you resting,
waiting for a mistake,
i can feel you preparing,
as you play a game of chess with my very life.
waiting waiting for the candle to go out,
so your reign can continue as it did before.