Things in the Dark

Fear engulfs me...

Fear of nothing at all...

Fear of the thing lurking in the dark...

Fear of my own imagination...

They say it’s crazy...

That I’m lying to myself...

About the things in the dark...

They say it is fake...

A figment of my imagination...

I know their right...

I know it is fake...

Yet they’re not disappearing...

The things glare and dismay are there...

But not its shape and silhouette...

Why is my mind making such tricks?

When will it stop this...

fear?

The things aren’t there...

I know this to be true...

So why won’t they disappear?