Pure Fear

Pure fear

Blood rushing

Pure fear!

The exhilarant rush of ones

Inhalation and exhalation...

(Of ones own beating heart):)

Pure fear !

A grimy situation

Just for the so called monsters

To take a roar and scare!

Pure fear!

An unexplained constitution

Of ones Well being

Mentally breaking down

Every second....!

Pure fear!

The fidgets or ones

ticks and tocks

Prickling along

ones body

(Unintentionally...)

Pure Fear!

The shallow breaths

Of the hopeless

The kind you only see

In the horror movies :)

Pure fear!

The stomping

And vibratos echoing

Screams never ending

Pure Fear!

A psychopathic sadist's full course

Meal And dessert

Pure Fear

my only true pure Fears
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Henderson Avatar
February 2, 2016 at 8:29 AM
Fear being described as a meal. Excellent and true! Now we should ask ourselves who is making and consuming the buffet? Peace and many blessings to you and yours!
Sway Avatar
February 2, 2016 at 10:31 AM
thank you :)
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