Harken silly person and listen well
I am the voice of your fears
I speak to you in the dark of night
even when you try to close your ears
With my powers I have the ability
to turn you in to a trembling mess
no explanation do I need to give
although I will tell you this once
I AM YOUR FEAR
You fed me well over the years
I dined on all your phobias
I can get very hungry during the night
so I like to drink the sweat of your terror
I'm behind every nightmare
every foot step in the dark
everything that you hate that scares you
is a part of what you made me
Unless you face me and beat me back
I will continue to prevent you from being you
maybe one day you'll force me out
until that day comes I will be your hardest challenge
and your greatest terrors
Profanisaurus, my favorite stanza: You fed me well over the years I dined on all your phobias I can get very hungry during the night so I like to drink the sweat of your terror of course i'd rather dine on potatoes. phobias tend to be rather tough to chew. and i'd rather drink tears of laughter, as sweat of terror, though it sounds cool, is rather bitter. yes, cool is a good way to describe this poem for me. i'll send it to MyPoemList to play with some of your other poems which reside there. bri :) have a craze as, lemon traffic light day!
so I like to drink the sweat of your terror...............really nice. [i prefer drinking tears of your laughter] WOW! what reality is behind this poem, IF any reality, i wonder. a really cool poem which now goes to MyPoemList to keep some of your other ones company. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i thought my first comment was lost. hence, you got two! no, three! :)