Daddys arms

As a child I would lay
With my eyes shut, oh so tight.
Fearful of the shadows
And noises of the night.
I only had my dreams
To keep me safe from harm.
I had no where to run,
Not even daddy's arms.
Some children have that safety
But for me I'll never know.
Always on the look out
And fearful as I grow.
As an adult I still lay
With my eyes shut, oh so tight.
Still fearful of the shadows
And noises of the night.
But my biggest fear of all,
The one that torments my brain,
Is the memory of that little girl
In daddy's arms again.