Fear (Explicit)

Each night, now, Fear comes creeping to my bed,
Demands I fellate its hideous head,
At first, beaten and cowed, I took it in,
Consumed the poison, accepted the sin.

But now I resist, memorise its face,
Record each rape, each vile incursion into my space,
Whatever masque it wears, I know it now:
Whether to end my pain or drive me mad, I refuse to bow.