Fear
When I sleep
I fear the monsters
That hide in the dark
I don’t know what they want
They call my name when I sleep
They creep into my dreams
They tell me things I don’t want to hear,
Their screaming voices saying
take your life.
They won’t end the insanity
That I go through
Every night when the lights go out
They make me cry
They never stop!
And neither will I
The Fear will never go away
The Fear will stay
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Wolf | 0 | 11/04/2010 |
| Fear | 0 | 11/04/2010 |
| Can You Spell Love | 0 | 11/04/2010 |
| Night | 0 | 11/04/2010 |
| My Name Doesn't Matter | 0 | 11/04/2010 |
| The voices in my head | 1 | 04/11/2009 |
| A Dream? Or Reality? | 0 | 04/11/2009 |
| As the Bullets Fly | 0 | 04/11/2009 |
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