There you are, I wondered where you’ve been
it’s been years since I have sensed your presence.
Years since I have woken with a start from my sleep
years since I have been afraid of the dark.
There is nothing worse than knowing you are there again
nothing worse than feeling you close behind.
Stalking me from the quiet corners and the silences
waiting for me to leave door ajar.
It’s usually from sleep that you draw your strength
building with a vengeance to tear me down.
Just when peace and calm have fallen down around me
you strike your blow with a force that shakes the room.
I wake with a start not knowing where I am
innocently forgetting what‘s been done.
Then suddenly it’s there and I am thrust into its arms
terrified and lying here alone.
It’s the fear of being utterly
and solitarily left here on my own
It’s the fear of knowing that this is the life
that I have to carve out for myself.