Afraid of the Dark

As inky blackness fills the room,

My mind gets turned around.

It's full of very frightening thoughts,

I jump at every sound.

I feel like something's watching me,

From every unseen place.

Sometimes my eyes play tricks on me,

I see an evil face.

I sometimes wonder if perhaps

They just want to make friends.

But then the evil face appears

And puts that thought to end.

So I just lay there in the dark,

Trying to keep calm.

I stop myself imagining things

Like monsters or a bomb.

But when I do think up such things,

I always do regret it.

I lie there shaking in my bed,

Trying not to wet it.

Sometimes I sing to calm me down,

Sometimes a tune I hum.

Sometimes I think up paradoxes

And put rhymes to them.

"Hours pass like minutes,

And minutes pass like days.

Days, they pass like seconds,

But seconds are a haze."

I like to think of movies,

My books and magazines.

About being on TV,

Or making new machines.

Anything to keep my mind

Upon the task at hand.

Which is something important –

To stay out of scaredy-land.

I shouldn't feel the way I do,

I'm a teen for heaven's sakes.

But I'm afraid of everything,

From monsters to earthquakes.

I'm über-mega-paranoid,

I don't deal with it too well.

If you have any ideas,

Don't hesitate to tell!

I lie in wait of sleep

It takes so long to come!

So many minutes, seconds,

And fear in every one.

When sleep finally comes to me,

I thank every single Lord,

Because they have allowed me

To escape my dark fear's sword.