Ever have the fear about the behind the wall? Watching you on the otherside of the curtain. Watching you everyday.
He never stops but just watches you sleep, he comes active in your dreams.
He's the one that you see out the corner of your eyes, but when you turn...it's nothing.
You turn to run from everything when he's the only thing there.
Ever have that feeling that he's the only one who cares? The only one who seems to pay attention.
No?
Maybe it's just me. Maybe that man is a lost demon that I never overcame.
Fear.
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Just random sad things.
PoetrySo, yeah. There's no point to this. Just sad poems, daily reminders, and other things in my scary mind.
