fear

 
fear beheld me and I it
in my lonely hours it came upon me
a ferocious creature of ifs
anxiety turn the key and depression ruled the day
silently I scream
in my torture burn

no words could vanquish this villain
so I sat and stew watching its vision
bad turn to worse in my mind
my imagination blew everything out of proportion
even the day turn on me

mixed with my feelings the beauty of it all assaulted my soul
I was not allowed to participate
even nature vibrate a tune at odds with me

the coil in me wound tighter
and I went quiet
I couldn't break the spell I was under
the die was cast and everything was bleak
listless in my approach
I pick up the pen

I didn't want to utter a word
especially ones like this
but my soul's diary ache to be heard
so I took note of my eternal voice
to find out what disturbed

inside me was turmoil and I was sad
and I worried about things I can't change