fear
eats inside
cutting, bruising,
holding thoughts
and twisting souls
with blood-soaked hands,
steps on peace and kills it quickly.
hope is gone;
save yourself.
no longer think-feel your way to safety;
fly, run as fast as you can,
run, run away.
then blinding flash and darkness;
the guilt is dead, the fear is fleeing.
golden sword cuts down the snake that
twists around the mind.
black blood flies and the snake hisses,
blinding light and everything fades.
cooling water falls from sky
eats inside
cutting, bruising,
holding thoughts
and twisting souls
with blood-soaked hands,
steps on peace and kills it quickly.
hope is gone;
save yourself.
no longer think-feel your way to safety;
fly, run as fast as you can,
run, run away.
then blinding flash and darkness;
the guilt is dead, the fear is fleeing.
golden sword cuts down the snake that
twists around the mind.
black blood flies and the snake hisses,
blinding light and everything fades.
cooling water falls from sky
and washes away the stains.
4 comments:
Wow dean this is really good, i had to sleep with a night light on after reading it...
I like this one a lot... i like the imagery and the personification!
Awesome! You have so captured the destructiveness of fear, and how it so quickly eats from within. Like Anna, I like the personification in the first stanza. The snake is a perfect metaphor. On your last line consider putting a comma after sky and deleting the and.
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