The hardest moments come when the moon is high
all around me is dark and all inside me is darker
wrapped in a suffocating blanket thick fog
twisted stomach and frogs in my throat
I slip into a world of terror and calamity
and I forget how to switch on the light
I forget about the unlocked door
the open window the easy path
back to my safe golden honey dipped reality
trapped instead in the horrifying parallel universe
where nothing is right or good or kind
where monsters lurk and the sky rains blood
where every step I take each choice I make
Unravels further pain like I could never have imagined