Its only the dark,, by BurnsLikeAThousandScars Subscribe to rss feed for <b>BurnsLikeAThousandScars</b>♥

The puppets and demons,
That live under my bed,
Come out at night,
And mess with my head,
As my room burns down,
And the walls flip to rain,
I shut my eyes tight,
And hope Im still sane,
I can see all the lies,
But I cannot hear them,
They tear at my thoughts,
Again and again,
The stars are too busy,
They dont ahve the time,
To shine outside windows,
To shine outside mine,
So its only the dark,
Watching over me,
Its only the dark, That I can see.
Posted: 2009-07-15 08:48:17 UTC

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2009-08-12 07:23:27Cortney shea.
OMGG! that is so weird i couldn't get this little 10 year old girl i help my friend watch to go to sleep 2night bc the boogyman && a monster live in her closet so i stacked stuff in front of the closet door and told her nothing was going to come out but she said they'll go hide under her bed, so she sleeps with a night light. && she says you cant kill it...