Peek-a-boo.

Seen a minute, gone another. I am aware of you but afraid to confront.I keep an eye out to expect the unexpected. Shivers run down my spine on the very thought of you.But like always, I toughen up and get ready for what is due. Life has taught me well.Burning it all down was never an option. It seems quite silly, yet not so much.What do you call something that is in between a fear and a phobia? Damn you, lizard, and your games. Continue reading Peek-a-boo.