Courage masks the face of fear
yet fear is always present
little terrors and giant dreads
roaming stithly around our heads

demons hiding in our beds
while we strip the closets bare
the crawling, scratching sounds
that come before the sleep
willing our eyes to close
shut tight
while danger dances by
praying for sweet dreams tonight
while tears our eyes are crying

the pitter, patter of our hearts
with cluttered minds denying