Unknown
This is my twentieth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.
This is my twentienth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.
This is a sonnet about pure fear of the unknown
The music I have chosen is Aurora's "Murder Song"
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Something Hiding In the Shadows
With A Sharp Knife To Strip Your Flesh
Something Round The Corner Unknown
Will Leave Your Body In A Mess
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Something Living In The Cellar
Waiting Til You Feel You Are Safe
Will Come At Night With A Crowbar
For All Your Fragile Bones To Break
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An Unknown Silent Assailant
Will Strike And Make You Scream In Pain
Your Blood Will Flow And Stain The Floor
You Will Be Dead, Not Reach The Door
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You Are Right To Fear The Unknown
It Leaves You Lifeless Blood and Bone
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Good one.
I do have a fear of the unknown but it's more like anxiety rather than fear. Loved this poem!