Fear is not hiding beneath your covers
from the monsters that lurk behind closed doors.
Fear is not police sirens churning the liquor
in the pit of your stomach.
Fear is not the look on your mother's face
when she realizes she's lost control.
Fear is not fumbling for your wallet
as a mask holds a gun to your head.
Fear is not staring down a grey wolf at a 15 foot radius,
tasting the metal on your tongue
as it seaps from the back of your throat.
Fear is not the skies opening and golden majesty
seaping through only to leave you behind.
Fear is not the devil holding you within the claws of his grip.
Fear is losing the memory of your hand against my cheek and a ****** drip of the fact that you continue to exist, with or without me.
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 7:53 AM UTC
Fear is not hiding beneath your covers
from the monsters that lurk behind closed doors.
Fear is not police sirens churning the liquor
in the pit of your stomach.
Fear is not the look on your mother's face
when she realizes she's lost control.
Fear is not fumbling for your wallet
as a mask holds a gun to your head.
Fear is not staring down a grey wolf at a 15 foot radius,
tasting the metal on your tongue
as it seaps from the back of your throat.
Fear is not the skies opening and golden majesty
seaping through only to leave you behind.
Fear is not the devil holding you within the claws of his grip.
Fear is losing the memory of your hand against my cheek and a ****** drip of the fact that you continue to exist, with or without me.
