Julian

This is the story of my son. Unraveled lives have just begun. Fear of sleep the nightmares call. The scary shadow on the wall. A phase it's not, I wish it was. A gift of insight gain applause. I have it too; I passed it down. A genetic trait to which he's bound. I hope he learns to apply it well. I'll hand him the tools, but duration will tell. You may imagine that I am insane. Time will heal the pain. I understand the doubt and fear. This act of nature that we adhere. Some say it's science so they can deal. Whatever it takes to induce it's will. I believe - it's in the mind. If you're prone, this you too will find. He's young now and nothings planned. I'll be there to guide his hand.