The cold metal burns my hand
As I touch the doorknob again
I know what lays behind
The door that haunts my dreams
I can't help but think that
This time things will be different
That this time, I won't see
The monster behind the door
I can only imagine her
Once again baring claws
And showing off her fangs
Before devouring me
I can't stop myself from looking
Just one more time before
I lay down and rest knowing
There is a monster in my life
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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