Do we really use more muscles to frown than smile?
To frown or not to smile...that is the question.
I see nothing until...
They follow all around and ignore everything else
His eyes find my fears
Green... What green is this?
In the darkness his green eyes shutter fast enough to see his fire inside
Cowardly I step but my legs...
My legs are but tombs holding a ghost for hells sweet judgment
The fire in his eyes flicker and deepen in hate
The fear within me awakens all my senses
The cold of the darkness, like snow falls on my naked body
I smell the embers and taste the smoke but yet...
Loose... my legs are set free
And I run
I run into the nothingness
My back seems hot as if hell is right behind me
I dare to look and see his pale hands and their blood stained nails are but a tear drop away
His face spells terror
Teeth like lit coals
He is hell embodied
Those teeth smile as to say "I've eaten your soul already"
Laughter rings from him like tortured souls that fester and blister in his fire
This fiendish thief finds pleasure in nothing
And nothing is what he finds in me
And I am but another martyr