It has no name

It has no face

It has no form

It loves a chase

You can try to run

You can try to hide

But It sees everywhere

And It knows everything

It comes for you

With only one intent

To scare from you

What life you have left

You are a sacrifice to It

Which has seen your inner abyss

The place where you hide

Your deepest held fears

It can go there

And from within,

It draws you out

Like fear is sin

It punishes you

For what you can’t control

It works on you

‘Til it takes Its toll

Then, like a slaughtered lamb

It finishes you off, and

Leaves a once warm body

With cold feet and cold hands.

Written on November 18, 2018

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