This little man

November 1, 2015

I live with this little man inside my head
He feels my life with fear and dread
Sometimes he decides to sleep
In these times with joy I leap

But then each night he becomes awake
And I feel sad for all life’s sake
Every bit he changes me
Trapped inside, he is not free

From his place within my brain
He makes me feel so much disdain
But hope isn’t gone when he is there
For I have become so aware

I sense him awakening and prepare
I know he is coming, so it’s fair
I plan my days and feel alright
Now I live without the fright

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