I'm afraid of the dark
I’m afraid of the dark,
Because I’ve been violated,
By demons in the dark.
When my chest pounds,
And my heart is dialed up a notch,
I sit still and wait,
For something bad to happen,
Terror, anguish or pain,
May be just around the corner.
Soon my sleeping pill will kick in...
Sometimes I get dragged,
Out of my body,
I get electrical pulses,
Up and down my skin.
Frozen and awake,
Getting pyramids tatted,
On my most private parts,
Or sick images,
On the lid of my eye.
I won’t be left alone,
My walk is a spiritual walk.
I am actually running.
I miss good sleep,
When evil is not planted,
In the storylines of my dreams,
That rack my brain at night.
The good man there,
Offers me lemonade cookies,
And shows me his badge.
I want to stay in that moment,
But really I want to move on,
Day is around the corner,
I am afraid of the dark.
The demons are afraid of the light,
Weaklings… They want you,
To believe there is No God,
But that is not their belief,
They are liars.
The world is grim,
But not so grim,
I am afraid of the dark still,
I know the darkness,
And it is acquainted with me.
But I am Not darkness,
Although I may walk,
In the shadows of it,
My path is one of light.
Maybe one day I will not be
Afraid of the dark.
Things are softening,
Brightening up already.
Because I’ve been violated,
By demons in the dark.
When my chest pounds,
And my heart is dialed up a notch,
I sit still and wait,
For something bad to happen,
Terror, anguish or pain,
May be just around the corner.
Soon my sleeping pill will kick in...
Sometimes I get dragged,
Out of my body,
I get electrical pulses,
Up and down my skin.
Frozen and awake,
Getting pyramids tatted,
On my most private parts,
Or sick images,
On the lid of my eye.
I won’t be left alone,
My walk is a spiritual walk.
I am actually running.
I miss good sleep,
When evil is not planted,
In the storylines of my dreams,
That rack my brain at night.
The good man there,
Offers me lemonade cookies,
And shows me his badge.
I want to stay in that moment,
But really I want to move on,
Day is around the corner,
I am afraid of the dark.
The demons are afraid of the light,
Weaklings… They want you,
To believe there is No God,
But that is not their belief,
They are liars.
The world is grim,
But not so grim,
I am afraid of the dark still,
I know the darkness,
And it is acquainted with me.
But I am Not darkness,
Although I may walk,
In the shadows of it,
My path is one of light.
Maybe one day I will not be
Afraid of the dark.
Things are softening,
Brightening up already.