In the beginning,
I realize the only thing I feared
was fear itself.
I witness a dark hole amass
right before my deepening eyes--
the animosity of its existence
is almost overwhelming.
Gasp,
I step back--
stuttering a call for help,
but it's devastating.
If I could speak,
I'd choke on my breath,
but I'm void of what to say.
My breathing becomes rapid
I hide behind the only thing that's there,
my fear, but even that turns against me.
I'm consumed in a single bite.
Chew, swallow,
I fall into the fear that once hid me.
The notion now scares me to death,
that there's no way to escape the darkness.
Fear picks me apart
taking my body, ripping it to shreds
quite literally.
In the beginning,
the only thing I feared
was fear itself.
