Fear

 Thinking, every morning and before sunset 

The thoughts, doubts which haunt me

The cries I produce and no one has ever saved me

A glance seen by a blind man through a fairy tale

A death wish before dawn, the cries of people who never cared

Love spreads than a little I shared

Hell rejoiced and heaven just stared

Life isn't quinquennial so hate was ensnared.

A dark room with windows, wide open with no light to penetrate

The vents and doors, which make the demons concentrate

Pain and anger drove me to death before my last breath

At the peak of my last breath, a fear pierced my heart

I looked upon heaven and said this is no longer your peace of art.

 

Tears, my face was filled with

Cheers, the devil and his disciples chilled with

Fear, my body couldn't deal with.