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Jul 6
As a child
What left a mark
Always afraid of
The dark

In bed
Always a tear
Face's
And people would appear

Something had to be done
This darkness
Couldn't be outrun

My bedtime routine
Flick the switch
To light up the landing
Go up the stairs
Into my bedroom
Put the bedside light on
Before switching off the landing light
Avoiding any fright

One night
I gave myself a challenge
To go up stairs
Without the landing light
Make it to the bedroom
Before allowing myself
To put the light on

So
One foot
After the other
I climbed the stairs
Trying to not get scared
Freezing my imagination was
A concentration, taking it slow, to
Run would have been a cheat, keeping
In mind, that this feeling would end, I'd ■
Get to my bedside light
And when I did
With new eyes to see
Darkness would no longer scare me
Darkness would no longer scare me
A deal made to myself
But I had to reach
The light on the shelf

Click
The bedroom was lit
I'd conquered it
Off went the light
Off I went to sleep
Nick Moore
Written by
Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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