meijer vorst

Fears - Poem by meijer vorst

They come haunt me, my private demons
staring at me, from their hidden places
They laugh at me, with their mocking eyes
contempt in their faces, as they choose to show

i'm not so brave so how shall i face them,
what spells can make them go away?
They feed my dreams with maddening fear,
with there eyes full of malicious glee.

the sounds of their evil laughter,
can not be silenced in my head,
Where the echoe remains reverberating
with its maddening and evil sound.

The shrill contrast between sanity and madness,
forms at the battlefield of my soul,
as jet there is no victor, to claim
and the remains are scattered and scorched

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 11, 2012

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