I had to unburden myself by reaching into my inner spirit to bring out this poem. I feel a lot better and I hope it makes someone's day.
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Fear, that grand old task master,
Making slaves of men, mortal men
Keeping them in cages without walls, without bars
A slippery enemy enshackling without chains
A skillful master of human illusions
Open the door slightly, and he is in.
He comes in, and my mind becomes more powerful
Powerful enough to suspend my intellect and ability to show composure,
Placing my imaginations on steroids
Making me a prisoner of my thoughts; my very own thoughts!
I cringe and cringe under these thoughts of what might be.
I get buried and lost under the heavy weight of the ensuing uncertainty
I freeze in the thick darkness of emotional despair
With my heart totally out of sync with my mind
Wallowing in the thoughts of “what if?”
Fear gives you wings to fly
To fly into the contemptuous space of cowardice
To jump off the bridge of faith, leaping from the edge of stability
Into a certain unknown, a world of facades wrapped in torture
But I never ask why, I never get to asking “why?”
Snap! Snap! I need to snap!
Snap out of this dangerous abase of wild thoughts.
Yes, thoughts... That's all it is
That is all you are, without body, without form
So I choose to rule, and rule over you, I will, fear!
