Fear

What Memories Will Die

What memories will die with meWhen I am gone?What thoughts, what words,What voicesWill silent fallAnd never heard again will beWhen […]

A roomA crowdA silencePossesses meAlone I sitBut surroundedEncased in humanityAnd I am afraidOf what?

I scream as the darkness unhinges mePetrifies meStupefies meTo the love and the beauty I lackI cry as the blackness

I started seeing skeletons on the street the other dayNot clean, clinical, comical, classroom onesBut stinking, putrid corpses where rotting

So many years have IThe littling voices heardAnd listened whilstThey lying spokeAnd mouthed deriding wordsMalignant in my mindOf how I

What about meLiving just to see What they want me to be?No job, no wife, no carNo life to live

UnhingedThe nightFull fearDark dreamsBlackForebodingGhostsMemoriesHaunting me,Hunting meAnd I runFleeingFrom these miseriesAwayFar, far away

The radio playsGently in the backgroundOf my life.The light throws dim shadowsOnto the dreary wallsOf my room.It is so cold

I am just a simple man,A man who doesn’t always say the right thing,Who doesn’t always know the right thing