Voice of Fear

Slipped around the corner
Snuck up behind you
Had your life
Within my grasp
Devilishly
I told you to run
Knowing I wanted
To try the chase
And run you did
Into every blind alley
Every dark corner
Every hole you could find
But I was right there with you
Waiting
I knew where you'd run
Before you did

And so I'm waiting
Sharpening my knives
Whetting their appetite
For your neck

Suffering
As a delicious
Saturday afternoon treat
And you
Rolled in sugar
Kiss the future
From my lips
Please, let me beg
For the more
You'll never be able to give
Let me hang on
For one more
Chance

Snuck into the cabin
Just to hear the stories
The stranger arrived
Three days ago
And the stories haven't stopped
He came in bleeding
His legs torn to shreds
His left hand missing
And his eyes burned out
He said he'd been in a scuffle
Some minor to-do
With some two bit prince
From a land none knew
His injuries, he said
Were the price he had to pay
It was the cost of love
Nothing less
And certainly nothing more
She was a girl in distress
Who was to be wed
To the very same prince
He'd mentioned before
He had to step in, he said
Before the tragic end
For he'd found out, he said
That the prince was hiding a truth
With hushed tones
And theatrical poise
He let slip the secret
That of lycanthropy
So twas an easy choice
And he made it at once
But the truth it turned out
Was not quite so dramatic
A lycanthrope the prince was not
A right awful bastard
He was every bit
Loved to torture
To rend and tear
To burn and pluck
All those things
That should never be burned
Nor plucked
And so it was
That the prince had insisted
On taking his pleasure
From our anti-hero
Instead of his thwarted bride
And once the prince was sated
He'd let the would be rescuer
Hobble on his way
And what of the bride to be
The damsel in distress
This it turns out
Was the most horrifying detail
For it was she that set this trap
And led hapless hero to his fate
It was she that orchestrated
Manipulated and schemed
And if he searched his memory
Looked back to when he had eyes
He could remember her thereo
Laughing at his demise.

Goodbye
Goodbye for now
I can't hang on
Anymore
I can't keep going
Like this
So goodbye for now
I tried to call out
But you never answered
I cried for help
But you couldnt hear me
I tried to hold on
But my fingers slipped
I tried to move on
But my heart got stuck
I can no longer go on
So I have to say
Goodbye

You won't answer
You won't respond
It's ok though
Cuz I don't exist
At least for you
I expect
What I've no right to
I want
What isn't mine to take
I long to hear
Words that may never be said
It's a sad little fantasy
Inside my head
I play at being pathetic
Hoping you won't notice
That's what I really am
Then again
I should be happy
That you notice at all
Can't forget
What you never knew
Can't miss
What you never had
Can't be sad
For someone
Who never made you happy
So I will be
What I always was
A vapor
That fades with the morning light
Gone and not remembered

I'm trying not to like you
As much as I do
Sorry my dear
If it slips through
If only your eyes
Were not quite so piercing
I'd have an easier time
At what I've been rehearsing
Maybe it's your hair
The way it tumbles and falls
That keeps me from
An iron resolve
Then again there's your voice
And of course your smile
They make not liking you
A difficult trial
Yes I could mention
Your wit, charm and grace
But none of them help
Keep me in my place
Your laugh, your wisdom
Distract me from my course
They keep reminding me
Of what I swore I'd not endorse
So love
I will keep trying
But my heart
It's just not buying

Goodbye and good night my sweet
Its been a long fought day
And you've made it through
Sleep well, dream of tomorrow
And forget my name
It no longer matters
What you thought was true
Now I must depart
Shed no tears, empty your heart
I've never had a place there
And now is not the time to start
Lay your head down now
Close your eyes and rest
By tomorrow I will be gone
And you will be free
Good night my love
And goodbye.

Bought a new bone handled knife
Spent all day
Sharpening it right
To a razors edge and better
My new bone handled knife
I only hope its sharp enough
To do the job I have in mind
To cut and to scrape
To incise and  to remove
All those cancerous parts
Those parts of me
That I do not like
I will whittle and slice
Carve and carve and keep going
Until I am more than satisfied
That I had done it right
So that nothing more remains
Of the me I cannot stand

Left behind
By love and romance
Don't deserve
To be held or touched
And you my love
I'm wasting your time
You won't find
What you need
From me
Not because I cannot give
But rather my role
The character fate chose
And I
Through lack of resolve
Have sadly accepted

When will it end
When will I be free
I think its time
To tell the truth
That I just don't have
Whatever it takes
I can't seem to measure up
On anyone's scale
Least of all mine
I just don't know
When it will end
When does the reprieve come
When the respite
When will I shut up
And get on with life
I look out on the world
And see so much beauty
None of it for me
It just falls out of my grasp
I'm told to keep pushing
Try harder
Try smarter
Have hope and faith
But I find I cannot
And so I am perpetually stuck
In a world I created
But do nothing about
Knowing what to do
My fortitude fails
And goals give way to gaols

You go from this side
I'll go from the other
We will strike together
And meet in the middle
You do your job
And I will do mine
And before you know it
The job will be done
It's a quick task
Be at it with all speed
I won't slow for a moment
And neither should you
Yeah the job is messy
But its what we were made for
I can get through it
And so will you
So get ready
Get set
We will count to ten
And we will be done
Before eleven.

Said one bullet to the other.

It's pointless to try
To escape life's traps
Man made snares
Of despair
And regret
We wrap ourselves
In the barbed wire
Of laws and civility
And pity our neighbor
As he's sliced to death
We pour salt and new wine
Into our own wounds
Screaming out
Deaf to ourselves
Blind to our tormentor
We beg for more
Believing a few more
Rusty nail rules
And razor sharp laws
Will free us from ourselves

Fear comes to me
In the middle of the night
Like a greedy lover
Consuming me
It lays heavily
Folds me in
Suffocating
Demanding my attention
It wakes me
Commands me
Threatens to burst my heart
And always
Brings tears
Fear whispers
Dark fantasies and perversions
Telling me
What it will do to me
And in the morning
I'm left
With my back raked
My chest open and bleeding
My essence drained
And with promises
That next time
Will be worse...