The stranger

He walks in the darkness

Hiding in the back of my mind

Always waiting for a small opening

Ready to take over and command

The fear of being alone

Of loosing all hope

Fighting for air in my lungs

To pray for peaceful sleep

Dreaming of a day full of sunshine

Memories of being loved

The pain of tomorrow

The loneliness and fighting not to let go

Taking one step at a time

One day

One hour

One minute

One second more

I may call mine

Fighting

Always fighting

For something to call my own