Don’t Let Her In
They say, don’t let her in
But your resolve is crumbling,
This web she spins,
You always feel it coming
It starts with a whisper,
A soft taunt only you can hear
Her footsteps creep behind you,
As she murmurs in your ear
It’s a sound that’s at first inane,
Like a bite of cold on a long winter day
She sees as you pace
She hears every thought
Every trial faced,
And every battle fought
On your thoughts she feasts,
And on your fears she dines
She will never cease,
She’ll haunt you til you die.
I think we all know the feeling
Whatever we may call it
It’s a thought that leaves you reeling,
It’s a bitter trap to fall in
You see their faces now
They penetrate the clouds
They are people you know,
And some that you don’t
They are people you will meet,
And some that you won’t
They’re all part of her act,
They too have whispers in their ears
And it’s company they lack,
When she’s the puppeteer.
Don’t let her in
Your resolve is not crumbling,
You’re free from the web she spins
So when you feel her coming,
When she murmurs in your ear
Know I sense your fight
Know that we too must hear
But for the dark, I have a light:
Let fog wane and air be clear,
As she stalks us through the night
Once there was one,
And now there are more
Fading are the wounds,
That we once bore
She used to guide us,
But now she merely sees
She is superfluous
We say “She has no power over me.”
We open her eyes and let her see
We don’t need to be controlled
So with farewell on our lips,
We lead her to the door
And away she slips
She will torment us no more.
