My Secret Hiding Place
Laying in bed looking up at the purple stars,
The stars that glow so bright on my ceiling.
I cry from the pain that has always haunted me,
The haunting of the ghost from my own soul.
I have nothing to fear it says,
But for me I fear everything.
Death, heartbreak, love, people, creatures,
The monsters that take control of my thoughts and secrets and turn it into the most painful visions you could ever image.
The man with the yellow and black eyes look down on me,