Don't Look Behind You

Afraid to look behind you

frightened you'll see someone or something

you're probably right

but you don't want to end up screaming

so you lie on your bed

you hear the door creak

the sound of the fan echoes

you hear your heartbeat

an occassional stir rans a chill down your spine

a sound from the next room

relax, you're fine

the faucet is on

you hear water drip

the tinkering of the flatware

a cloth being ripped

no, you don't turn back or look behind

you don't want to know

you don't want to be afraid than you are now

not really, never, oh no