Stephen.Sapaugh

The Fear Within.

The light, away fleeting,

sun no more ablazing,

down deep, the monster sleeps;

awaiting.

 

Tick tock, we hear,

it fades to the wind,

aroused; the monster within;

answering.

 

Ferocious fangs, bearing down,

eyes like Cinders, glaring;

a swift action, towards you now,

atearing.

 

Drip drop, drip drop,

you fade, to the wind,

a howl full of ferocity,

accomplished.

 

It hides behind a mask,

two faces in one,

the Fear within;

awaiting.

   

 

Edited by yumnaKay

Rubies to Cinders suggestion by James Michael Schwab