Fear
By poet0angel
Fear, it drives me. i love to hear you scream. The terror, the fright, the agony, still I know I'm sane. Fear, it stings like a bee, but approaches like a cotton cloud. The whispers throughout the night, the shrieks and the shouts. The look in your eyes, is so deep and piercing. Nightmares black and dark, you wonder if you'll ever wake up from this dream. Fear, it burns like hell's fire, like snakes penetrating you with their venom. And through all that fear and terror, it doesn't scare you out of sinnin.This more has to do with a spiritual problem I'm havin. Written September 25th, 2001 © on Sep 25 2001 08:49 AM PST 0 • 1
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