Figment of mind or a horror for real?
Eclectic emotion bearing a dark seal,
A poisonous fruit that is hard to peal,
Remember how it made you feel?
Preying on our weakness and our emotion,
Crippling our every notion, it grows…
A never ending, never dying poison,
It runs deeper than our mighty oceans.
How to end it? Is the right question,
Some say by facing it, some say through devotion,
It starts by the act of confession,
To end it’s rein, to end it’s possession.
Every Fear is different in itself,
No one knows it better than yourself,
However to win over it you need the same tool,
Fear fear for it turns you into a fool.
Genre:- Fear
Writer:- Nishant Gang
Blog:- The Poet and the Pen
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