chocobutternut,
Aren’t all humans afraid of something?
The deep and shark-infested waters
Thunder claps and lightning strikes
Building rooftops, cliffs and ledges
Spiders, snakes, darkness
Aren’t all humans scared of something?
Now, while you’re in the dark,
Imagine a face.
A pale white face.
PALE WHITE.
Bloodied, rotten, decaying.
Hollow eyes.
Eyes void of anything.
Eyes staring at you.
Razor sharp teeth, too many to count.
It could be laughing.
Or just smiling.
It’s the face you see when you can’t move at 3 am.
It’s the face you see behind you in the mirror.
It’s the face you see at the end of dark hallways.
It’s the face you see in every horror film, haunting the lead, killing the cast.
Who is this face?
Aren’t all humans scared of something?
Our fears rooted from farthest ancestors?
Afraid of deep waters for not all could swim
Afraid of lightning for its strike could burn homes
Afraid of the dark for in it lurks predators
Afraid of snakes and spiders for their deadly bites
Afraid of high places for poor footing becomes lethal
They were all so scared of these things
They passed them down to us.
What happened to them?
That now makes us so afraid
Of the pale white face?
Literary (Submission): Why We're Afraid
Aren’t all humans afraid of something?
The deep and shark-infested waters
Thunder claps and lightning strikes
Building rooftops, cliffs and ledges
Spiders, snakes, darkness
Aren’t all humans scared of something?
Now, while you’re in the dark,
Imagine a face.
A pale white face.
PALE WHITE.
Bloodied, rotten, decaying.
Hollow eyes.
Eyes void of anything.
Eyes staring at you.
Razor sharp teeth, too many to count.
It could be laughing.
Or just smiling.
It’s the face you see when you can’t move at 3 am.
It’s the face you see behind you in the mirror.
It’s the face you see at the end of dark hallways.
It’s the face you see in every horror film, haunting the lead, killing the cast.
Who is this face?
Aren’t all humans scared of something?
Our fears rooted from farthest ancestors?
Afraid of deep waters for not all could swim
Afraid of lightning for its strike could burn homes
Afraid of the dark for in it lurks predators
Afraid of snakes and spiders for their deadly bites
Afraid of high places for poor footing becomes lethal
They were all so scared of these things
They passed them down to us.
What happened to them?
That now makes us so afraid
Of the pale white face?
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