Literature
Fear.
[ Don't judge me, I felt like typing.
Words have been swimming through my mind all day. ]
Images,
Those that linger.
Those vivid images that haunt you,
You cannot escape them, as though they are branded upon your retinas.
Dreams,
Those that suggest.
Those curious visions that inspire you,
They blur the lines between reality and your wicked imagination.
Sins,
Those that decide.
Those little white lies that break you,
They put you in the places your mind could only fear to someday be stuck.
Senses,
Those that realize.
Those traces of memories on your skin,
They tear you apart as you remember every pain you longed to forget.
Em