Tap tap tap on my head
Can't tell if I am alive or dead
What is on the T.V. that is bringing out the horror in me?
Why is my hand talking to me?
Telling me what to do, telling me what to see
The game is over change the channel
Many kids running, yelling there are all bloody, change the channel
The pitch is slowly coming at me one frame per second
That's to much change the channel
It's more news, too much change the channel
Nothing I want to see turn the T.V. off
Lights off, radio on, black lights on, Lava lamps on
It is too much turn them all off, turn the lights back on
The walls crackle like they are on fire but there is no smoke to be found
I should go outside to roll on the ground
I am too scared to open the door to the outside world lighted by the moon
I sit in silence in the room praying that the end will come soon

Written by Lanis
October 2002