A Horror Love Poem
By: Charles Aldux
The One Thing I Fear
I lay awake at night.
And begin to write.
Thinking of the things that walk.
The things that bite.
The voices that tremble through my mind.
Begin to stir up fright.
Turning the darkened room.
Into a hellish light.
Please rid me of this blight.
The things in which I hear.
Such horrific things!
O' how they spark many a tears.
I wish you were here.
Ever so near.
To hold me tight.
While these creatures that devour the dawn.
Keep me awake while I still yawn.
Tired, so I haven't slept.
In these depths I hear.
These entrapments they are too near.
With designed flesh so indescribably eldritch.
Yet their faces are carved with more than one stitch.
Though they haunt and taunt.
There is one thing that is at all clear.
The one thing that scares me the most.
Is not being with the one that I don't fear.