Poems From The Heart

Eyes

Every time I close my eyes the terror starts to soar.

And the screaming taking over, deepens towards my core.

It has wrapped its straggly hands around me

I cannot pull them off and I just cease to be.

The terrors are coming and I can't go to sleep.

Now the night has darkened and my eyes can not shut.

For the fear behind them might just open me up.

I pull the covers to my chin and wish unto a vacant god

"I don't know what I've done, but I'd give anything to stop this!"

Night after night, the same event occurs.

The teeth are sharp, and my eyes show pain from years

of torment. And I cry and plead 'til the terror takes me over.

It seems with every passing night the creature's getting bolder,

and my screams turn into whispers as I too get older.

Now when the night comes I succumb to the terror.

It hurts just like before, I think it'll hurt forever.

So when I pull my covers up I do not plead, I say,

"I know you will not stop this, so this is the only way."