The bad thing

  Sad distant eyes,
  Look straight through things,
  Not at them,
  Life seems so empty,
  The world seems so dead,
  Now that you're not here beside me,
  Without you here,
  The darkness is coming back in,
  It's all around,
  It's inside my head,
  And my heart has frozen forever,
  I'm falling again,
  Falling further and further down,
  And you're not here to stop me,
  You're not here to save me,
  You're not here to tell me every thing's going to be fine,
  I'm walking through a forest,
  Every thing is dark,
  There are things laughing in here somewhere,
  They laugh at me,
  Because I'm all alone,
  They sound like hyenas,
  But they stand on two legs,
  I'm coming up to a river,
  I can't see it but I can hear it,
  The sound of running water,
  But theres another noise now and it's getting closer,
  It stops me in my tracks,
  It's the bad thing,
  It's trying to keep quiet,
  But I can here the sound of twigs snapping under its paws,
  And I'm scared,
  So scared,
  But you're still not here,
  Still not taking my hand,
  Why?
  Why aren't you here?
  Where are you in stead?
  That's when I remember,
  You're dead,
  It hurts more than the bad thing could ever hurt me,
  And so I give up,
  I turn my back on the river,
  I turn my back on the only means of escape,
  And I face it,
  The thing that has haunted me for so many years,
  But the thought of you has made me strong,
  And I will face it,
  I won't be scared anymore,
  And I won't run anymore,
  I loved you and now you're gone,
  And I wish I was gone too,
  So I'll let the bad thing take me,
  And I'll join you where you are,
  Then I'll be able to take you're hand,
  And I'll know nothing's ever OK.