Overwhelming Fear - Poem by David Wicks
Fear absorbs his thoughts.
A dark figure,
Like that of a demon,
Comes ever close to him.
Suddenly, the fear is so overwhelming
That he cannot control it.
A snap could be heard in his head,
As a smile of insanity crossed his face.
In with insanity, out with reasoning.
Losing his common sense he gains something else:
He gains inhumane rage.
His veins pulse
And his body shakes
As he runs towards the demon-figure.
The figure seems scared as the man runs closer.
Because of this, the man finds nothing more to fear
And reasoning starts to come back to him.
But he pushes it away and knocks the demon-figure down
Ripping and tearing until its dies down to nothing.
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