Terror

I’ve grown tired of being here
Would that I returned to childish fears
When I enjoyed being alone
Amused by all the petty hates
Before She held me
Turned me into Pain

Life used to captivate me
The resonance of tides
No voices screamed in me
Word were joyous
Did not bleed

I try to tell myself
That me is gone
But I know he’s been with me
All along
I scream

He’s screaming back at me

© 2006, Mosquitobyte