0053 Fear [05 June 1997]

Tremors wrack your body,
terror fills your soul.
Evil frightens your heart
and monsters plague you.
Running you go
through a forest,
tripping,
you fall,
only to be caught
by the monster.
Fangs dripping poison,
eyes dark and baneful red.
Staring into your soul.
Soul-takers.
They never leave you alone,
only when your God,
claims your soul before they reach
your body, dying.

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Karaoke singer. Love cats and baseball.
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