365 Days of Creativity
day four
Wise as he is cruel,
the snake slithers near.
Harbinger of truth,
he says in your ear;
"I bring you a notion-
the idea of fear"
What's this? It's here,
A feeling of shame.
A feeling of cold and dark and pain,
suddenly scared, alone and afraid,
you spin around lost with no one to blame.
That man, who is he
why does he stare?
He's waiting and watching,
ever aware.
You keep walking
away from the eyes on your back.
When did the sky
get so empty and black?
Where there used to be stars and beauty and awe,
you see only demons, with gaping black maws.
This feeling of dread,
I'll put it in short:
The whole world is hungry,
and you're the main course.
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