Oh hush, little girl–
Why are you so afraid of the night?
With no experience
“Life is not supposed to be this dark.”
Oh, but it is that way.
And you, in your fragile attempts
to stave it off,
to hold your blankets and animals
as you drift away,
have forgotten that there is, perhaps,
To open your eyes
yet hold your comfort close,
and then let the darkness go.
To stand, a big girl,
in front of the dark gloomy abyss
of ever-changing anxiety,
and tell it,