Fear

Sadistic spinning theories and stories filled with uncertainties

you're a disease not venereal,
a psychological vocal biting me like hannibal's mandible in my habitual cranial,

my spiritual realm of consciousness where thoughts collide, n fear resides, making rules which I abide, but my new wave yields stronger tides.

you got me thinking about what-ifs
what if im dancing stiff, if I light that spliff n take hit

climbing through realities of epiphanies that I created you.
blaming my kinetic motion to the notion that this is what you made me do.

i guess i can say i can call your bluff
but when can i say enough is enough
the fears, deception, the drama, the doubt
my words wont cease to burn you in drought

I got fam home, waiting proudly
But I'm here, getting rowdy
Potential tears, on their face
too much, for me to brace

The only fear that I face is me.

I fear lack of ability , disturbing my tranquility  leaving me peacefully looking back at that, life, i never had. I hope i make it, but my fear is too blatant, separated by one door one thought adjacent, stored in mind, but your existence once complacent is now vacant.