Phobia
I never trust
I run away from the sun
I hide in the darkness
Because sometimes being seen
Just hurts too much
I look around the corner
Just to make sure
There's no masked murderer
When walking down a side walk
I make extra sure to not stepping on any crack
Not because of my mother
But maybe I might break my own back
I can't be home alone with out jumping at the sound
Of every noise my house makes
Because what if it's not what I think
What if this time it really is a burglar
I can't stand watching the news too long
Because I just can't take it any more
and see this is my phobia
Our society is so sick
And I am afraid of it
Afraid that one day we may no longer look like humans
But the monsters in side of us
One day our true selves will show and where will that leave us?
Scary ugly hideous beasts
With gnashing teeth
And infected yellow claws
Tearing up every shred of hope anyone may have
Obliterating this world
And making it nothing more than a ghost planet
Soon hate will consume us all
And we won't know love anymore
See this is my phobia
Our society is so sick
And I am afraid of it
Copyright © Brittany Larson | Year Posted 2014
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