I'm not afraid of the dark,
fuck that,
it's where I live.
Queen of the beehive.
But inside now it's quiet--
no noise.
Gone.
The voice.
I'm not afraid of the dark,
fuck that,
it's where I sleep.
Queen of the wolves and sheep.
So why do I wake up in a sweat?
Shaking with anxiety,
Feeling the world around me as a threat?
Is it because it feels real?
Permanent?
Or am I really afraid of the dark?
fuck that,
it's where I live.
Queen of the beehive.
But inside now it's quiet--
no noise.
Gone.
The voice.
I'm not afraid of the dark,
fuck that,
it's where I sleep.
Queen of the wolves and sheep.
So why do I wake up in a sweat?
Shaking with anxiety,
Feeling the world around me as a threat?
Is it because it feels real?
Permanent?
Or am I really afraid of the dark?
I'm not afraid of the dark,
fuck that,
it's where I bleed.
Queen of the freed.
But I got a human heart,
not a sculpture, no art.
So when I close my eyes and fade away,
there is just dark.
I am not afraid of the dark,
fuck that,
it's where I look for truth.
Queen of the sleuths.