Like a dense, impenetrable fog it blinds me,
It takes away all reason and coherence,
Fear is something I fear...
It makes me feel as though
All that I knew to be so infallibly right,
To be so erroneous, all so fallacious,
As if they were nothing but
Misconstrued fabrications of my mind.
It clogs my faculty of lucid thought,
And leaves me in obscuring qualm.
When caught in the perilous snare of fear,
I know nothing, and am sure about nothing.
No comments:
Post a Comment