Nightlights
Anger Is something I’ve become too familiar with Everyday I look in the mirror I see someone that I can’t recognize Like my mirrors were switched with televisions on shows That I can’t stand to watch And of course the remote Is nowhere to be found I also find the channels I do love Watching my children play in the living room Embracing in hugs warm enough to melt my cold heart Why can’t those channels stay on reruns Why does my cable T.V. service provider always taunt me with shows I hate the most Maybe he is just as bitter as I am Maybe he doesn’t pay enough to get the good channels I think he should invest in making the ones he’s got better Or Maybe find his remote and stay on the channels he loves But I know my problems are hard on my kids That thin line between discipline and uncontrollable anger Steady Trying to find the switch to turn the lights off In a room that’s already dark And it’s through my anger that I now know why children need night lights To keep the monsters under their bed From taking over the empty space in their closets As kids it’s not a big problem But As an adult There are more monsters under your bed than you can count And your closet is already full of the skeletons you’ve shed like skin And they are utterly terrifying All of the people you once were animate And start chasing you down Trying to take over the you that is now And all you want to do is to get under your blanket And hide But I’ve been hiding under my blanket for too long I poked my head out to see That this whole time I’ve had the two brightest night lights I could ever ask for I just couldn’t see them because I was hiding They make even the darkest situations brighter Even when the sun in my life is eclipsed And the moon isn’t out tonight It’s pitch black And there are no stars Except two I know that Those two stars are the only ones I will ever need Because They’re the ones That shine the brightest -WOD
