I'm in a dark deep Valley,
frightening sounds of past are here,
way isn't clear in this valley,
thoughts of future dreads me here,
stridulating can be heard in this valley
that I can not bear.
This place is a fiction an unreal valley!
It's mere that I bear,
I'm at home not in a valley.
The sounds are past and future fear.

As irritate, in dark, the chirping insects,
my thoughts alike cause me stress.