My fears haunt me like taunting shadows
Always looming,
always lurking,
always following.
I run, i hide, but they follow me,
with the neverending terror they have over me.
Yet i can not live without them
But i can not stand them
yet i grip them with undesirable force
but i loathe them with my whole soul
I cannot let go of my fears,
nor can i ignore them.
I cannot let them pass over my head
like the clouds
but i must let them consume me
or i May surely die
if stupidity.














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