They only lurk in dark places. I saw another tonight. Waiting for me in the dark, he stood with his gleaming glare. The decay shimmered on his face, when the light crossed the room as the door was opened. He flashed and faded when the light touched him. I found myself too afraid to leave, too afraid to stay. And now I can't get rid of that awful feeling I'm being watched as I lay down to sleep. I am a coward, for thinking such. I am a coward for still seeing what haunted me as a child. It is possible, I have so much fear in my soul to conjure up such images...
Words are so easily thrown around for pain. Thank you dear mother, for making me so fragile. I have no resistance when I need it most. I am the one that takes away your show of weakness.
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