Written by Fear.
It’s starts with October:
Horror films :: Halloween tales :: Dolls with creepy eyes :: Shitty relationships.
Darkness falls over a park in Prague.
When the map doesn’t match the city, will you take the path less taken?
Are you afraid yet?
So you say you don’t scare easily. You got this. What about when your life is on the line?
Turbulence :: Near in-flight collisions :: Drunk drivers.
CAN’T YOU SEE? LOOK!
A car where your sofa should be. A tree where your wall should be.
Getting caught after a a tornado in your underwear :: The dark :: A fire.
Will you have your shoes when the moment comes?
Are you afraid yet?
Small towns :: Parties :: Boys :: Alcohol :: A bathroom.
Violation. Bruises. Loss. Despair.
(The road is getting darker.)
Gossip. Shame. Loneliness.
RUN! RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN!
Wait! What road are you on?
You afraid yet?
Midnight :: Soldiers. Bullets.
Occupation :: Home invasion.
Think you can fly? Fly away? Think that’ll save you? It might save you. Might not save them.
Are you afraid yet? Laid to the void yet? Motivated yet?
Thunder :: Lightning :: Dank basements.
Silence :: Darker.
Who are you?
The doorway :: A form.
Dying :: Living :: Success :: The drink.
Can you tell what’s real?
Fear will rob you.
You afraid yet?
A canyon :: A handsome young man to walk with you :: People turned to stone.
Sheer
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DON’T LOOK DOWN.
Think screaming will help? There’s your voice screaming back at you.
You afraid yet?
Corporations :: Shit! Lawyers for corporations. :: Demons!
RUN! RUN AWAY!
You ain’t gotta go nowhere to get somewhere.
Take nothing.
Swamps :: Alligators. [*deep exhale*]
Are you afraid yet?
Severed thumbs :: A father’s tears :: Quadruple bypass.
Dementia :: Your tears.
tick tock tick tock tick tock
Are you afraid yet?
Spiders. Now it’s time to freak. The. Fuck. Out.
There’s the fear you can remember. And the fear you can’t forget.
Feel its brush upon your cheek :: An army of spiders :: Blitzkrieg.
Foe? Or friend?
Are you afraid yet?
A haunted house :: A plane :: Bathroom :: Hebron.
A basement :: A canyon :: Hospital room. Childhood.
This stage…
When your heart’s pounding, when you’re afraid…
You’re still living.
And if you’re still living, there’s still hope.
Be afraid.
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