The Fear

The National • Afraid of Everyone


Travis once said that the fear is here. Not intending to rhyme at all. Just how it came out. And up in the attic he confessed his ominous depictions of the future. I just nodded and did my best to block out that dreadful emotion. Not let it seep in. Like poisonous liquid in a vial. He was talking with a flashlight pointed upwards under his chin. So not conducive to my state. I couldn’t fall asleep that night because every sound punctured insides little by little. How Travis fell into a deep sleep knowing what he knew is still an anomaly to me. And so it trickled in.
Years later Travis sleeps. I don’t. Travis tells tales about fear. I feel it. Travis lives. And I’m afraid of everyone.

[get]

Advertisements

Leave a Comment :)

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s