FEAR

Fear is the unraveler
Undoer of all things
The impediment to happiness
And perverter of the senses

Fear is a binding
Felt in your chest in a night
As dark and slick as ink
Enveloping you in yourself

Fear cripples
And dismays
It is a parasite that burrows
Deep within your psyche

But when you chase it
And finally grasp the wretched thing
It cowers and shifts
And takes on a new form

And so the struggle renews itself
Isn’t that beautiful?