Love it!!
You dare me
and I hate it.
You call upon me to exist;
to show my face;
to crawl out and shout my own name:
and I hear its empty echo off your skin
like a scream in a storm.
My answer never enough,
you haunt me with insistence;
A vivacious laugh
in the face of the dead,
which fades slowly,
slowly,
temporarily.
You will call me again,
and I will answer,
and you will never know,
The Lexicon 