My Biggest Fear

We're all our own monster

Few things scare me
But even so
I cannot let it get dark in my room
For in the stilled darkness
A shadow looms

It makes no sound
But its louder than a gunshot
It's very presence can be felt
Like spiders crawling under my skin
My body is restless

It has no name of its own
But i know it all too well
It has been by my side
Through thick and thin
But it is no friend

It's cold hand can be felt
In the hottest of places
When I think I'm all alone
It's dark, weary eyes will pierce me
For it does not rest

Some nights I will scream
Telling it that it is not welcome
But I am met with a laughing silence
Until all the lights are out at night
Then I will hear it whisper into my ear

What does it whisper to me?
Well answer me this, reader:
What are your secrets?
What is your shame and regrets made of?
Above all, what are your darkest fears?

All these things whispered to me
Until beads of sweat pour down  my face
Soaking the sheets with fear and shame
It mocks me with its silence
But taunts me with its presence

Very few things scare me
But I cannot turn off the light
For it offers sanity and comfort
For the shadow I fear most
Is myself

Reviews

[Rocans]

Good write, I can can see my own self writing something like this. Quite a refreshing read.

[stellasautelle]

Well written - nice work :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with the logic of the poem. Usual we are the reasons we struggle and can't go forward. I like the way you made your point in the poem. Good description led to a very good closing. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[The Witness]

'laughing silence.' Lovely piece. I scare myself too. The darkness and sin within my flesh is disgusting to me. Thankfully I am saved, and have found rest from most of my self hatred because God saved me. Wonderful work.

[Malark]

Good work :]