Dread Personified

Dread Personified

written by: Jim Miller

 

I am all your financial red ink
To you discomfort I am last night’s drunk
Forcefully heaved up in the morn’s awaiting sink
I am the called third strike
Of another failed attempt
I am the nightmare
That blackens all you’ve dreamt
I am the night prowler
Silencing the infernal cricket
I am the peering eyes
…. Foreboding entry to the woodsy thicket
I am the reason
You pray to be bolder
I am what glares back at you in the night
When you glance over your shoulder
I am the tension
Giving your trembling hands a clammy feel
I am the frightful fit
That desires your breath to steal
I am by you unspoken
But dwelling in all your shadows
I am every conceivable wrong
Floating through a troubled head
I am why you slumber and awake
Thank you for phobias…On all of which I’ve fed