Mean Well - Dear Reader

It’s an itch on the skin

That you wear like clothes

It’s a tug in your heart like a fish on a line

You won’t reel or let go

It’s a beast in the deep

Making love to your ankles

It’s a prayer that you plead through your simpering teeth

As he closes the door

Don’t leave me alone no please do not go

The world is full of terrors unknown

There are eyes everywhere and I do not know

What do they see and do they mean well?

While you stroll in the park

It’s a gallop in your breath

As you’re browsing the isles with a glaze in your eyes

It’s a chill on your neck

There’s a shriek up above

When somebody moves a chair

And you’re crimson to think how the presence of menace

Accounts every step

Don’t leave me alone no please do not go

The world is full of terrors unknown

There are eyes everywhere and I do not know

What do they see and do they mean well?