Fear and Horror

A sad poem (with heroic quatrains).

With laughter full, a playing child he was.
Alas, at night, comes time to lay his head;
The fears he grips as any child he does--
Averts his eyes from closet or 'neath bed.

Fear and horror lie beyond the darkness.

A teenage boy whose own he feels he holds;
Abandoned house, he's dared to sneak inside:
With stepping in, his honor he upholds--
No light, he wonders: what in shadows hides?

Fear and horror lie beyond the darkness.

A full grown man, he sets out on his own.
Accosting fate, he leaves home far away.
Now anxious, what does future hold alone?
Adventure, hoping he; does love await?

Fear and horror lie beyond the darkness.

Piano plays, and enters his new bride.
A woman full of splendor; tragic, this--
The cold wind blows; beneath the earth, she hides.
The distance he looks to: her love, he'll miss.

Fear and horror lie beyond the darkness.

A life of sadness from a blasted heart;
A love that's lost, he must no longer feel.
He whispers a decision to depart--
From steely mouth protrudes a weapon's steel.

Fear and horror lie beyond the darkness.

Reviews

[Jenny Nelson]

So use to a woman's point of view of being afraid and aprehensive. This was a well put male perspective.
Interesting and thought provoking. Leaves the reader open to fill in the blank about what's beyond the darkness, but conveys a mood and makes sense in itself. Nice job here.