Sleepless and thoughtful
I can't stop thinking of you
The question of what if creeps through
The darkest shadows of my mind
Slinking through cobwebs
Peeking round corners
It pushes its way forward
Slowly making it through
To front and center stage
It sheds its worn cloak
Dust flies through the light
Showering other thoughts with filth
What If's eyes shine
It begins to dance
Throwing its arms up
Causing a scene
All eyes on it
No use trying to hide
Or to even deny
That What If fills my mind.