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...
Friday, March 2, 2012
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