Nyctophobia

Dont blow the candle out, just leave it by my bed
With all these ghosts and visions, trolls inside my head
Just when the wolf will howl, the dogs begin to bark
This is for real, I have a fear of the dark
And as the endless nights will overturn the days
Intellectual logic seems to vanish in a haze
Paranoia has the measure of me
Hallucinations now dictate reality
Im hearing voices now, I wish that I could see
I look around, I know theres no-one here but me
The mirror shimmers theres an angel here at last
Always demons looking back, and laughing through the glass
Nyctophobia, fear of the dark
I am confused, I really dont know what to think
Maybe Mr. Allen does cause hes a Harley shrink
He asks me how I feel, I mumble 'just okay'
He says 'oks not a feeling, Jack, we need to peel away
The layers of your onion, your emotional disease
Blow all these candles out, I want you on your knees'
Its way too dark in here, its silent as the grave
Its cold and clammy, like Im sealed into a cave
There is no air in here, Im drowning in my fear
And if I close my eyes, the ground will disappear
I have a chronic phobia, and up until this day
There is no guarantee that it will go away
Nyctophobia, fear of the dark