Monday, February 21, 2011

Petrified


Shadows in the dark
Keep me up awake
So I sleep with the light on
Lock the door behind you
Bolt the windows tight
Silence can be deadly
Especially at night
You scare me half to death
Bolting down the stairs
I'm so scared
But no one even cares
Noises stir at night
I jump right out of bed
Running down the stairs
Everyone is dead
I wake up from this nightmare
Drenched in cold sweat
Fearing you and everything
Is my one and only regret

Monday, February 7, 2011

What does a person have to do around here to trust people. Its like your whole life and secrets are put in a book that everyone can read. You think you know people but you don't, they'll end up spilling things to people that you don't want. Next thing you know every one knows. So why can't people just be trustworthy? Well enough to understand to keep those secrets locked up. To tie the box shut. To take it to the grave. Why?