When I'm by my lonesome
Visits this deadly chill
Shivers shoot down my spine
As the lurking presence spys
I squeeze shut my eyes
Tightly grab the covers
Too terrified to breath
Closer does this being draws
Silently I chant away my SOS
Hopefully heaven will open
Angels will quickly descend
To come remedy these terrors
That lurk about me in the dark
Causing me to sink deeper into hell
Endless years of silent terrors
Each time I promise myself to look
Soft is my resolve that dissipates
At the first sign of the dark lurking
When will it end? Or will it end me...
Tonight I must make the bold move
And glance upon your face, if any!
I wonder what I'll see, hear or feel
Will this act of courage turn a new leaf
Or will it verily destroy the entire book?
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