Gone
When things went bump in the night
you were there
I thought to protect me
but now I know better
The dragons, the lions, the ghosts, the scary things
The horrors I dreamt with my eyes closed tight
I thought they were all in my mind
till I opened my eyes and there they were
I ran to your arms
my savior
my love
or so I thought
I quickly learned different
you were poisoning me
forcing me to see these demons
just so you could feel something
something,
love, happiness, content;
power, pity, strong
I don't know which set
what I do know is small
to this day when i close my eyes
the horrors are there
but when i open them both they and you are gone
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