old fears come to haunt
scurrying in
so swiftly they move
but I still see them
trying so hard
to hide from the light
hungry they wait
hidden till night
watching waiting wishing
I will
weaken a bit
let the fears spill
out from my mind
onto my bed
there they surround me
whispering words
((better off dead))
gleefully they dance
shriek in delight
come with us
come with us
into the night
twisting turning my mind
oh the fright
fighting old fears
I turn on the light
maria... this is not only beautiful, it's heavy duty...we have all of the thing going on with "darkness" it's an unknown thing and yet when we were kids we'd look under the bed for the monster, when we're grown-up, we can just look over to the other side of the bed...nahahaha, good one, very good, peace, chaz
