Nocturnal Gaze - Project 86

My closet holds a secret

I know that I can’t keep

It whispers my name at night

As I fall Asleep

When I hear that voice I creep…

For forty days

And Forty nights

I crawl into your bed

For forty days

And forty nights

You calm the beast inside my head

The rattle of chains

Haunts my room

Most every single night

I pull the covers

Across my eyes

But the ghosts are in my mind

And I reach for you even though I’m blind

I do not dread the silence

When you hold me near

Like a child you cover me

Smothering my fear