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man in the crack
As I lie staring at the ceiling
I feel it staring back,
Out the corner of my eye
I see a tiny crack,
I know he lives there deep within
I feel him looking back,
He sits there watching patiently until I turn my back.
This man with eyes as black as coal
His breath stagnant and so foul I know he wants a piece of me
But this is something I won't allow. He needs to feed on the essence of
Life
He's not having it easy, this is MY life,
Sitting and waiting till darkness falls
Then ventures out his tiny hole, and scurries fast down my wall
I see the shadow closing in,
I start to feel the fear within.
As I lay there in my bed
I feel his breath on my forehead,
I know he's close enough to touch I close my eyes and start to push,
Deep down into the bed I go Covers over my head I throw,
Holding tight with all my might He's not having me tonight.
As I lie there paralyzed
I feel him close to my side,
He sits on the bed next to me
I'm really glad I cannot see,
This man that sits so patiently
Who really wants a piece of me? I'm not giving up and with all my
Might Try as he may I'm going to fight
