I fear that the monsters in my head will escape, wait in the shadows as I turn the last lights out and follow me as I creek down the hall knowing they are right behind me like every other night. Only tonight I break the unspoken promise and I turn around to witness the last vision of my existence.
But more than that I fear that you will never return for the attention in the other land is growing and this land will be wandered solo. I will always wonder if I should turn around. But never in the dark.