Do you know how scared I am?
Do you know what looms?
Do you know the fear I have
For all the dark and gloom?
Do you know the knives and blades
Hidden in my room.?
Do you know the smell of fear.?
Do you know who holds you near?
Or is it all just dull and doom.
Do you know who loves you more?
Or are you so unsure...
That the thought is truely nothing new
Do you know who soothes my sleep?
And softly, kindly coos
" all the things i know so well
Are nothing  when
I'm with you"