Not wanting to know
When at night I walk slowly down the sidewalk with my steps making the only sound and darkness the entire world surrounds I will not turn around to see who follows light for I know it is probably just a bird of night. The real cause is that I fear for a monster might be near. Without me looking, without me hearing, Without my knowing, it might not be. And thus if I can help myself bad omens, atrocities, signs and proofs are all ignored like mere silly spoofs. I sit aside, and in my news I hide. reality may not disturb the comfort and security of my dreams curb. All rights reserved to Cha Plan Sha