Here comes the night so almighty and full of surprises.
Rest your head on your pillow my sweet one and be careful of not and dreaming away...
Just let your heart beat slower caring not to make it stop,
Otherwise I might come closer and wake you up...
Feel your head lighter and worries are away,
Just grip your pillow tighter, the journey is not about to end.
Now my sweet one, listen to this voice,
Who do you think I am?
One thing is certain, I am not in your void...
Lullaby melodies are not to be sung,
Just creepy stories and more torments to come.
The voice is here appealing to all your fears,
Get on your knees and drown me in your tears.
Cast a tiny tear and wipe it off because soon you will be with me and nothing more.
Pee on your white sheet and hold your breath
in the end, there is something more that just death
here comes the almighty night and there is a gift to be given
take it or leave it, either way the voice is here so you’d better keep it.
now my sweet one, listen to this voice,
and fill me with your tears, for there is not anything better than primal fear...
grab your pillow tight thinking there is someone else,
and do not forget your prayers though they will be to waste.
listen to this voice my sweet one, for I am here,
I am the voice in your ears, I am the voice of your fears,
I am the one who dwells under your bed, I am the one you can’t just forget...
I am the one within you and there is nothing you can do,
I am the voice whose whispers brings up your tears
And the one who keeps alive your deepest fears,
I am you….. I am you…… I am you
16th January 09
Rafael Quintero.
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