Past and Present

The lines between past and present
between dreams and reality
have been crossed too many times
It's far too late, fear is a friend
a familiar companion to the weak
it creeps up, like monsters
from underneath a child's bed
eyeing its prey like a lion at play
Things change, angry waves crash in
destroying everything, killing people
and of the saddest sights to see
a broken girl, lost in her insecurity