Steady hands make it worse

If they were shaking then I’d know

I wouldn’t be the only one afraid

Not afraid to look out below

There’s a funny thing

About letting someone guide me like I’m blind

I don’t have a choice but to trust them

There the only security I can find

But even they can’t fully trusted

Then, when you let my hand go

I’m lost, forsaken, forgotten

And worse of all I’m alone

Lost in a screaming darkness

It tells me how it’s won

How I can never see the light

That I’ll never feel the sun

I try not to listen

I cover my ears and sink to the floor

But it seeps through my brain

And attacks at the core

I think it’s won

I know I can fight

I know the screeching evil

Has taken away my sight

I feel hands

Steady hands that cup my face

I’m no longer alone

In a dark empty space

I was forgotten but remembered

There is a moment of silence

The darkness is quiet

No more unbearable violence

It know as well as I

That as long as I’m not alone

It can’t harm me but

If I am to ever be let go

The darkness is quiet but not dead

It waits for me to return

Silently screeching that I can’t hear

And yet my ears burn