FEAR: What Is To Come

by OfManyHorror

A short poem set to the rhythm and tune of Alma Wade's Music Box. If you don't know how it goes, find out or don't read, it's for the poems own good. This poem is a sneak peek of what my soon-to-arrive-story is about. Other than that, enjoy the short poem

F.E.A.R: What Is To Come…

READ: This poem is set to the rhythm and tune of Alma Wade's Music Box. If you don't know how it goes, find out or don't read, it's for the poems own good. Other than that, enjoy the short poem.

You don't know who I am,

And claim you are a man.

You run and hide from me,

But understand you can't break free.

Soon you will be mine,

All it takes is time.

In time you will see,

That we are simply meant to be.

You don't know where I've been,

They claim I am a sin.

But why can't you break free,

Of all their lies and come to me.

Soon this game will end,

And your soul will mend.

I will make you see,

That you belong only to me.

I am yours alone,

And you must come home.

Your heart requires a key,

And it belongs only to me…

Author's Notes: This poem, as stated in bold before, is set to the rhythm and tune of Alma Wade's Music Box. If you don't know how it goes and read the poem anyway, you are a rebel! Anyhow, this poem is a sneak peek of what my soon-to-arrive-story is about. It's set after F.E.A.R 3 (F.3.A.R) and shows the new horrors that Alma's daughter creates! Hope you enjoyed this wee little poem and read the story that's arriving in the near future. If you sneezed reading this, here's an imaginary hanky!