Saturday, April 16, 2011
I am afraid.
in the night... no, worse than that... in the dark when my mind bids that nothing stir and yet not quite in stillness. sounds magnified creaks with no justification resound against the perfect amplifier of my fears every noise comfortable and known but a stranger still preying on me, my thoughts, my enemy. thoughts no man was born to think passing like trees along the road just as real just as close nothing impossible as in the day where champions and heroes have long vision. seeing all, distracting much but moonside in the private hours where lay the nightmare dragon no one can protect the soul against the violence of imagination.