Fear Of Darkness Poem by Kurt Barekman

What is your darkest fear?
something irrational creeping in your closet?
Angry monsters of the past taking a peer
into a soul so barren and wasted
To be alone to be hated?
what is it what will tear you to bits?
Oh my to know your secrets I'd be elated
ripping you to shreds bloody my claws
a monster retched, one of the fiercest
your past the monster grows inside
the pain you try so hard to hide is the clearest
you cannot hide from me, i know
tycoons of anger flow
good good anger so sweet
tempers rise ears beet red begin to glow
blood covers the floor, not your own
tears rip tracks down filthy cheeks
regrets, forgive me for i have sinned
nails dig in, tearing minute leaks
love me hate me i do not care
welcome to the dark side
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