Fear

Everyone knows
That when the light goes
That's the beginning of the plan
To the one perhaps called "boogey man."

People say they don't believe
But that shows that they're naive.
In their mind there's fear
That takes the wheel and begins to steer.

Fear; what a beautiful word.
But it's nothing of what you've heard.

Your throat now dries.
Just look at your teary eyes.
And now your body tenses up.
You're under your covers, but it's not enough.

Whatever is there will
Get to you and kill
Your sanity and take you away.
That's just the price you have to pay.

When fear takes a hold
It will forever enfold
You and there you lye.
I hope you said your good-byes.

I sort of like it even if I’m not a big fan of this kind of topic. You rhymed quite well but some of the rhyming was off, the whole fifth stanza actually. If it was my poem and I would be the one to edit it I’d done something like this:

Everyone knows
That when the light goes
It’s the beginning of the plan
To the one called "boogey man."

People say they don't believe
But that shows that they're naive.
In their mind there’s growing fear
That takes the wheel and begins to steer.

For example. If you read it aloud I think you’ll notice that there’s a slight difference.

Also I think you shouldn’t have repeated fear like that but it’s up to you. Other than that it's good.
As you know, it’s all up to you how you wanna do. Anyway, keep writing!

-double post-

Actually I'll take a lot of that into consideration. Like how you rewrote it and such. Thanks. ^_^

'People say they don't believe
But that shows that they're naive.
In their mind there's fear
That takes the wheel and begins to steer.'

WHOA. Slow down with the rhyming.

What do you mean?

I Am So Beautiful! FUCK!:

What do you mean?

I really don't want to lecture you because I think you've heard that rhyming means nothing if it's forced, or that a poem can be a masterpiece without a single rhyme.

Ah. I see what you're saying. This isn't really one of my greatest poems because I wrote it simply for class. But it's not like I just wrote a bunch of words together.

That one wasn't forced though. The stanza about killing your sanity was forced a bit.