• My fear…
    Is the ticking clock
    The slow approaching footsteps
    People looking at me with a devious grin

    I wish the clocks all stopped ticking
    The world stops just once for me

    Stop
    Stop time from moving
    Leaving me in the safe darkness
    Where I belong…

    But
    Never does the steps of my worst enemy
    Stop from coming closer

    Stop!

    Last time was the straw I needed to pull
    But I was too afraid

    This time who knows what will happen
    Your smirk is as wider
    Your red tinted eyes scares me as ever

    They days are getting grayer
    And your getting more insane

    I’m hiding in bed covers
    But even as I do

    Those slow approaches are still coming for me…