I took a train to yesteryear
To look inside an age old fear.
When I stood tall in front of it
It sort of seemed to disapear.
Then as I turned to walk away
I felt a presence come my way.
As I stood there silently,
I heard a voice in back of me
Just a whisper of a sound
And as I turned to look around,
This little thing behind me now
I always knew to be so tall
Was nothing but a tiny shadow
And I felt for it a little sorrow
Then he lookedto me and said:
"I've been with you for so long
Please don't leave me hear alone
I am scared myself as well
For I am Fear as you can tell.
My comfort was inside of you
Now how will I live? What will I do?"
I too had been with it so long
If I let him stay would this be wrong?
Together a conclusion made
A place for him and he obeyed
Deep inside a memory
Wrapped up safe and snug
Now and then should he awake
I'll squeeze us both a little hug.