I sit alone in a darkened room,
Eyes panning in optical zoom,
I stare hard into the black,
Waiting for them to attack,
They're always sneaking into my dreams,
Making things feel worse than it seems,
I'd ask them to leave it's too late,
Using my fear as a form of bait,
They'll never stop from eating me away,
My soul is bound to soon decay.

To live or to die I shall remain,
As I watch you go insane,
Try not to worry or have any fear,
For I will never shed a tear
But now I hide in the shadow of protection,
And hope that you are only a projection,
A crazed creature of my imagination,
A closely detailed illustration.