Sunday, May 21, 2006

the nameless

I did not dare to speak his name,
Denying his existance.
How could it ever end, this game
If i showed resistance?

But then one day
I heard them say
That he was near
And on his way.

A friend of mine spoke of his date.
And others did, to meet their fate,
Invite him over, unable to wait.

But I freaked out
I was afraid
I cried out loud
And hid in bed.

And when I lie in bed at night
I feel him sitting by my side.
Then I will wake and look around
And make quite sure I'm safe and sound.

1 Comments:

Blogger Zappy Corleone said...

Marmite is Made out of Yucky Yeast in the U.K. where Veggmite is Made out of Yecky Veggies in Australia "or was in Nez Zealand?'

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