Fear

I'm trying to write some free verse poetry. (key word: trying) Hope you enjoy!

Fear.
It lives. It breathes.
It is a thrashing animal,
Hungry to escape,
Thirsting to consume.
It is always there, in some dark place
Inside of you.
It never lets go, it never leaves.
You may not know that it's there.
You may not feel its cold grip on your heart, your soul.
Sometimes
it
jumps
out.
You scream. You leap through the air.
And then it retreats to that dark place from which it came.
The only way to escape it
The only way to keep it from escaping
Is in the luxury
And fantasy of sleep.

Yeah, I know that it's a little... well, different, to say the least. :P