Salvadore Ponce De Leon


Fear the Beast


Fear of the Beast

The Beast rises again.
He rears his ugly head.
Whip! Whip! Strike! Strike!
He hits my heart with a sickening thud.
I stir at night, crippled by fear.
Oh, how I dread the night…
Oh, how it hurts me…
As the moon rises, this dread rises too.
Whip! Whip! Strike! Strike!
I writhe at the pain, which this dark force inflicts on me.
Oh, how I curse this sadness, which is in my heart.
Whip! Whip! Strike! Strike!
By day, I am brave. By night, I am like a mouse
— Which is terrified by a Lilliputian.
Oh, I curse the beast that makes me weak.

Salvadore Ponce de Leon

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 24, 2013

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