What are you afraid of?
What keeps you up at night?
See I myself, Im not afraid of the simple things like the dark or the monster in the closet. Im not afraid of sharks or drowning, of falling or even the grim reaper himself.
See I myself, I've already lived my life surrounded by these crucibles of horror, side by side with the darkness that consumes me, I live in the closet full of monsters. Vampires that drain the life out of one another. Werewolves that howl in the ears of vulnerable passers. Mummies that wrap those closest to them in bitter bandages of lies and doubt. Even zombies that roam the earth, mindless and full of hunger that could only be satisfied by the acceptance of those they praise.
See I myself, I live with sharks that don't hunt the waters but instead prowl the evening grounds. Looking for the next person that comes along only to take a bite too big to chew then turn it into part of themselves and abandon a soul who never saw it coming.
See I myself, I live with drowning in the waves of anxiety and panic that fill my lungs every hour only to seep out through my eyes. The crimson tears stain my teeth and lips then sew them shut to muffle a cry of help that only I can hear.
People do not fear falling, they are just afraid that they will jump. I myself fall every time I open my eyes. Fall in love then fall into heartbreak, heartbreak that turns into heartache and heartache that turns into the concrete sidewalk upon which my body collides. Head first into a pool of something the people at my wake called depression. Falling into the depths of the eyes belonging to someone who doesn't even know mine.
He was the grim reaper. I've lived with him my whole life. The weight of his ribs between my hips felt as common as a stroke to the cheek. His faint whispers turned into a lullaby and his touch felt like catching frostbite in hell. I was bound to him by a noose made out of agonizing torment yet he was bound to me by a ribbon of tender promise. The grim reaper is also known as 'The Angel of Death'. Although to put two very diverse words together may seem strange, it was also beautiful.
And so I fell for this bizarre beauty of decay.
So what am I afraid of you ask?
What keeps me up at night?
"Oh you know, the usual" I say. "Just the dark, so please don't turn off the light."
"The casual closet monsters and sharks, maybe drowning too. Falling for the grim reaper...
What about you?"
