fear. | poem
its thirst for fear grows stronger and stronger
it becomes more sadistic with every bite
every town it visits it tries to conquer
by killing the children day and night.
a clown consumed by its own insanity
the kids are far from safe
each child who comes in contact screams in agony
to it they don’t have a face.
it craves and it feeds with no remorse
you never know when you’ll be next
the paranoia only gets worse and worse
you pray this time you won’t be the one it affects.
it comes to destroy hundreds
every 27 years
almost every child is bound to be hunted
by the thing that feeds on fear.
inspired by “it”