October's Poetry Prompt

What scares you, my little Scribblers? What makes you squirm? What keeps you awake at night?

In the spirit of Halloween, this month's Poetry Prompt is all about fear. Compose for us a poem about what scares you most... If you dare! HAAAAAA!

Shark Attack

Rising up from the ancient waters
Steal gray and bullet shaped
Black emotionless eyes
Row upon row of razor teeth
In a mouth that opens back wide
A fin, like a wave, breaks the surface
Only momentarily and then disappears
It is from underneath and unseen that it comes
To take my legs and my blood

I don't think my poem makes its clear enough. I'm afraid of being enclosed in boxes, tube slides, etc. Anything that can confine me, I hate it. But I use the phrases ocean, drown, salt, and boat you might get confused and think I'm afraid of water.
That an explantion would help.
I was trying to make it more abstract.

Locked Up Nowhere to Hide
Its a great box with beautiful carvings
like the hands of natured had touched
this box

Inside is a sea of toys all ready
to play with, but what we find
interesting is not the ocean
itself, but the salt

We scoop out all the water
and now all we have is an empty
ocean we place ourselves inside
the box and begin our little game

The friend playing the game
is sailing on top of salt and
I'm becoming very wary
I hit the mans boats like
waves I am

He doesn't open his lid
He continues to sail
I knock once more, but
he won't open the door

Its become dark in this
salt of mine and I am becoming
panicked the darkness is
consuming me and I
cetriantly can't breath

But the man on my salty
mass doesn't want to come
off and I begin to fill the box
with water as my tears rain
down in the box

A storm has settled, yet
the man continues to sail
Until he notices something fishy
He finally opens the door to
see a dear puppy drowning

And that is why
you'll never lock
me up in another boat
again, I will never become
your ocean, never again