DREAD

a story which amuses me. 
what do i mean by amuses me.
what amuses me.  what amuses my fragile soul.
quivering even now in my heart, 
flickering  like a candle flame the wind blowing all around
ha the monster of my fate
dread
a cold dread which has gripped its icy fingers around my soul constrained my lungs
my every breath squeezes out pitifully
yet i long to shout, to scream and yell
to follow no rules of society
that malignant tumor 
nature i love
even though i contradict by my very nature
for being man i am the destroyer and the creator in one.  
omnipresent.  supreme in my power
but over my own fate
my heart caught up by dread.