SweetSativa

Fear

It lurks about in darkness
Looking for a meal
Sensing for an opening
in your soul to steal

A small tear in the fabric
that keeps a man sane
Something in which to crawl through,
prey upon the brain

It hunts now in the darkness
stalks not with the eyes
for weakness it can harness
and it finally finds

Weakness in the form of doubt
Neglected pain past
hidden in the recesses
It makes its kill fast

Lustful eyes light up the dark
casting shadows far
Feeding on uncertainty
quickening your heart

You summon your defenses
all you understand
with the monster in the dark
you are in its hands

Now you are its possession
you are now its prey
in the midst of submission
bow your head and pray

Ablaze now through the blackness
burning through its chest
truth lights the unhallowed halls
beauty at its best

Truth answered the wretched call
Truth lit up the night
Truth to fill in weakened holes
Truth will fight the fight

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"Why is it that when people talk to God, we call it praying but when God talks to people, we call it crazy?"- Touched by an Angel
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