Eerie. Keep me wary. Though it's you who should fear me. I'm the one who's left for seeming crazy. Merely functioning weirdly.
I am the sickening ringing in your ears. Not knowing it's good that you hear me. The glistening of your last rolling tears. Always here.
Eerie. Why so wary? Do you fear or not fear me? It's okay to call me crazy. Can't promise I'm merely living weirdly.
I am the evergrowing darkness some hold dear. The longing for something seemingly not here. Zip open your eyes, unbutton your ears. I am never not near.
Eerie. Keep you wary. I see why you may fear me.
YOU ARE READING
I've come to disturb you.
PoetryMy world is odd and so am I- To see the other side, I do not have to die.
