Sunday, February 17, 2013

Night Terrors




He can't escape his childhood fears.


He counts his sheep by two's and three's

Aloud, to mask the droning breeze

To keep the shadows all at bay

He sings a song till break of day

Another sleepless night is through

Dear God! Oh what, is he to do?

His tired eyes break into tears

He can’t escape his childhood fears

A sudden movement flashes by

Beyond the corner of his eye

The thin veil of reality

Has broken, setting shadows free

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