Who am I?
Am I the thing you fear most
The pounding in your chest
The entities that circle your brain
The nagging thought that won't go away
The evil inside that escapes these binds
That rotten egg smell
The haunting to push you over the edge
You hear the chill in my name
It's like water freezing in thin air
You can feel the crackle and static
But yet you don't know who I am
I am the bump in the night
The bad dreams and nightmares where you wake up screaming
I wreak havoc across the masses
Thump Thump Thump
My fists pound through the boundaries
I'm getting closer yet you're not
You can feel the desperation
Who am I?
I'm the bad guy
YOU ARE READING
What Lies Beyond
PoetryAnd while we may feel lonely, we learn that we're not alone.
