Cellar

I walk down the stairs
into the dusty cellar
Leaving the sun filled rooms
with their cozy chairs
and heartwarming decorations
Down the darkness I go
Knowing what lies beneath
but still surprised to see and feel it
There they lay,
great hairy beasts with ruby red eyes
Heavily breathing, their noses are producing steam
Held back by the heavy chains I've given them
Howling and lunging towards me
Trying to catch and destroy me
Hurt me they can not but silence them I can not
For their howls go far beyond these cellar walls

It's hard to visit the dark corners of my mind