IT Comes
Oh God, not again
The thoughts run over me
Like spiders on my skin making me sweat
My insides are coming out and when they leave
I'll be gone…
What will be there in my place?
I have no idea
All the wasted time and fright maybe
Terror and apathy to it after the fact
The fear only has to lay it's cold touch on me
And I try flee… in place of me is the thing I'll become
I have to stop IT
You do understand, don't you?
If I don't the effects could be disasterous
Where will I go if IT moves in?
I'd be forgotten and the new one who comes
Will control me forever
Why IT tries to take what is mine
My heart and brain and thoughts
My life
I have no idea
I won't let IT though
Because I am me
And IT will never be able
To replace me
So I just let it all go
When I touch myself
The heat or metal makes me still
And IT goes dormant
And IT leaves
For a while