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A blood colored sunrise,
That you will never forget
Brings to your mind a person,
That you have not yet met
Visions cloud your mind,
You see them all the time...
The visions make you see things,
That you wish you did not know
But no matter how far you push them away,
They only seem to grow
Be careful where you step,
And watch out where you go!
And that's how you know!
It's fear...
That drives you!
It's fear...
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
It feels like an knife blade,
Has been rammed into your gut
But you ignore all the pain you feel,
Because you can never get enough!
Bodies and weapons,
Lying all around
You creep through the corridors,
Trying to not make a sound
A whispering sensation,
Fills the night air
You could swear no-one was behind you,
But it feels like someone's there!
And that's how you know!
It's fear...
That drives you!
It's fear...
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
An acrid, tangy odor,
Seems to fill the air
And all the blood you see,
Follows you everywhere
You are hearing voices,
That you just can't explain
One voice is louder than the rest,
And that voice is filled with pain!
And that's how you know!
It's fear...
That drives you!
It's fear...
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
jlp December 7, 2008
That you will never forget
Brings to your mind a person,
That you have not yet met
Visions cloud your mind,
You see them all the time...
The visions make you see things,
That you wish you did not know
But no matter how far you push them away,
They only seem to grow
Be careful where you step,
And watch out where you go!
And that's how you know!
It's fear...
That drives you!
It's fear...
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
It feels like an knife blade,
Has been rammed into your gut
But you ignore all the pain you feel,
Because you can never get enough!
Bodies and weapons,
Lying all around
You creep through the corridors,
Trying to not make a sound
A whispering sensation,
Fills the night air
You could swear no-one was behind you,
But it feels like someone's there!
And that's how you know!
It's fear...
That drives you!
It's fear...
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
An acrid, tangy odor,
Seems to fill the air
And all the blood you see,
Follows you everywhere
You are hearing voices,
That you just can't explain
One voice is louder than the rest,
And that voice is filled with pain!
And that's how you know!
It's fear...
That drives you!
It's fear...
That divides you!
Fear of the unexpected,
Fear of the unknown
Fear of everything you see,
Fear of what you have been shown...
jlp December 7, 2008
Literature
Fear
What is fear exactly? an illusion of the mind?
a simple feeling felt when the future's hard to find?
I've heard of fears of spiders,snakes, and even death.
Some symptoms felt are quivers, and some shortness of breath.
But really, what is fear? No matter what its from?
I think that fear itself, is a fear of whats to come.
I find it really odd that fear's a fear itself.
If its a murderer in the night, or a spider on your shelf.
What happens if he shoots the gun? or the spider jumps at you?
What happens if you choose to run? or to kill it with a shoe?
Aren't these questions what makes us scared? What triggers fear inside?
I feel these
Literature
Misery
If misery loves company,
I'll love you 'til the end.
If you want to break me,
I won't try to mend.
So pump me full of lies like lead
Put holes in my heart until I'm dead.
Bury the knife in farther and watch me bleed...
I'll let you be the death of me.
Literature
alone
Do you know what it feels like to be alone?
When every day you know you're going to be sad,
you know you're going to cry.
To walk through the halls,
but not be seen.
It's like you weren't even born.
When you talk,
no one hears you.
When you cry,
no one cares.
So, you just sit by yourself all day,
and cry, as the world just walks past you.
Do you know what that's like?
To live every day,
feeling as if no one cares.
To be alone,
like you always knew you would.
When will this end?
I can't bear to be alone anymore.
© jimmy just
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Probably not. I don't get scared fast. Give me one reason why I should freak out about it.