The Night Always Brings Fear
Looking into the eyes,
Of a man who has no soul.
He has that smile,
That slices thru your heart,
In a way that makes you wanna run away.
You turn around and he is gone.
Is he really gone??
You often wonder how that presence,
Of fear stays within you.
Do you really truly believe,
Everything is ok and,
You can breathe.
No, if you can feel it, the fear is,
Still there it always will be.
Evil and fear are twins,
They are never away from each other.
Those eyes are black like the night.
The night always brings fear and,
Fear brings evil.
Evil brings death in one way or another.
Copyright © Shirley Hudson | Year Posted 2022
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