Fear.A Poem by Thomas RoartyJust a thought that came into my head recently. Enjoy! :)
Feed me fear.
Such is a human desire, no? To gain knowledge of the things that we hide from. A perverted pleasure to extract uneasy feelings from words on a page. Why must we glutton ourselves into a state of nothing but despair? The constant awareness of unknown entities encroach on you in the twilight hours, shrill screams torment the feeble mind into a self-triggered torporous mindset. You lie now in paralysis, tonight you will remain on edge of the evil. However you will also remain frozen and powerless in the event that your suspicions are confirmed. The tension could be cut with a raven's beak in this dark hour. Take some time to think. Are you relaxed? Good. For I am the shadow that lurks in the corner of your dark room. I am the watcher. My gaze pierces your dreaming mind and molests your very being. The chirping of outsider birds and crickets fall silent in terror of my nightmarish stature. I am your fear. I take the shape of your worst unimaginable horror. Tremble in the comfort of your bed. A simple quilt cannot suppress my grotesque image and actions into your mental wellbeing. They call you a madman now, but am I real? Or did you dream me into your place of comfort out of choice like so many others. You now have a newly-forced comfort. Surrounded by unfamiliar walls, the peers running your institute console you. "You are safe here.." But your fear will always remain with you. You are never alone in your solitary. Just take a look behind you... © 2011 Thomas RoartyAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on January 10, 2011 Last Updated on January 11, 2011 AuthorThomas RoartyGlasgow, Lanarkshire, United KingdomAboutHello! My name is Thomas. I am sixteen years of age and I have just began writing for personal pleasure, I hope you enjoy my works :) I'm not 100% positive on how to define my works. Thus far they se.. more..Writing
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