Those days were scary, I found myself alone
But that was never the fear, never altered my tone
Lightnings all over, no sign of anything bright
But that was never the fear, never had an insomniac night
Heights of the up,and downs of the deep
But that was never the fear, never varied my sleep.
So when did it start, this feeling they call fright
It all started, when everything seemed to be right
Right is a wrong word, fills me with dread
Yes it does now, cause my hands are red
I'm a killer, killed many of them together
They seek revenge, now my valour light as feather.
Not my fault, things like courage they want
But I couldn't give, so now they haunt
They wanted me to leave, and then to explore
Their motive was to live, and put all inhibitions ashore
But I was a coward, always had a fear
Success was the threat, failure i couldn't bear.
My dreams were killed by me, I still regret
But I had my own reasons, destiny was not set
The fear faded, as I ignored my dreams
The fear of success I had, very far it seems
One fear was gone, when a new fear came
Hardly tried to get rid, but it's all same
My biggest mistake, I can't face
But wherever I go, they can trace
Everywhere, even to the M of DOOM
They follow me, have left no room
My dreams of past became my fear, I accept now
They haunt me to death, don't know to escape how.
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