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May 2014
When I think about you

One thing immediately springs to mind

Nothing scares me more

than your eyes

Your cold, harsh, dead, eyes

The kind you could get lost in

The kind that lead you in and traps you until your screaming for help to escape

The kind that grab you and pull you until you're too exhausted to fight back

The kind that haunt you, that you can't forget but, god, how you want to

Oh god even talking about it sends shivers down my spine

You terrify me

You used to bring me comfort but now all you do is bring me fear

True fear

Not anxiety, discomfort, or nervousness

FEAR.

I'm afraid of you

As I should be

You have a rabid wolf in your heart

if you even have a heart

You tear people apart

Not just me

You torment and torture

I don't know if you find that funny

But I suppose if you didn't

You wouldn't do it

I'm not even sure that you're real

I just hope that only my imagination could create something so..

You.

Your eyes are the reason I don't sleep

Because I'm afraid

That I'll wake up

And I'll see them again
CE
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CE  19/M/merrily on high
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