Fear

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Photo Credits: Pixabay

 

Lost in the aisle of darkness

Looking for a seat of light

Why do I feel so breathless?

As things go out of my sight.

 

A drop of fear consumes me into an ocean

Have I been crushed by the devil’s fist?

Before the wall gets built portion by portion

I think I’ll tend to no more exist.

 

Staring at me as I shiver and quiver

Even gods must have lost their hopes

I so badly want to end this unending jitters

As for now barely with myself I can cope.

 

The last particle of light is about to disappear

I know that I will perish and fall

But I do want to fight against this fear

And this grit alone is enough for me to stand tall.

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