The Nighttime

My fear.........

The nighttime.

The walls close in....

The room gets dark....

The monsters come out of my head.

All my thoughts and fears swirl

and take over where my confidence reigned.

I become a child, a helpless child.

Looking for a Savior.

A glimmer of light in the darkness

something, anything to bring the day.

Why is it like this?

What gave these monsters life?

Was it the short lived innocence of youth???

Could it have been the mistakes of life???

How can I escape this deep, dark hole

I call my nighttime???

I reach for comfort.....

There is none.

I long to feel safe.....

Here, there, anywhere.....

Just to have someone understand.

Just to have someone say, "It’s okay.

Be afraid, scream, cry.........

But let me save you.

Let me understand your fears."

To make one understand is impossible,

when I cannot understand myself.

So.....

I travel this nighttime alone......

In the darkness.........

With my monsters.

~~Kimm

August 19, 2001