Hungry for Fear

By happilydepressed

Echoes of lost souls in the forest
They won't let me get any rest
All te cries from the weeping willow trees
Death and despair is all that one sees
In the night i hear screams
I wake up only to realize I'm living my own worst dreams
There's a clash of thunder and a howl in the distance
The sunshine and joy died so long ago without resistance
My horrors they begin
As soon as the fog rolls in
The beast it looks on
Walking in and out of the shadows till dawn
It's eyes they constantly stare
I myself live in enternal fear
Because I'm so near
So close to the beast's lair
The fear consumes me
Because of the fear I'll never be free
I'll never take the chance
I won't even give it a second glance
Until the day I die
I'll always as myself why
I've fallen and I begin to bleed
The beast comes out to feed
Feed off my fear
Death is coming I can feel it, the beast is near
The beast hidden in darkness will wait
I start to react but it's too late
Except for the beast I'm all alone
My fate will now be forever unknown
But the beast shows pity and so I live
It enjoys the fear it's given and will continue to give
So I offer this to you beast
My fear and sanity, your feast


 

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Copyright 2020 happilydepressed
Published on Saturday, October 31, 2020.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"
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