there nothing to fear except fear itself

except fear fills our every thought.

what on our mind, cloud our hearts,

our judgment and reasoning seems to part.

theres no clear path to think straight

and no straighten path to want to be near.

anger. loneliness. that abandon feeling.

ache. disappointment. like you under a caving ceiling.

nothing left to do then leave it all behind.

looking back and wondering if it was even worth your time.

no love, no don't, and nothing left but pain,

makes you wonder if the world will ever be the change...

your doing everyone a favor, that all that makes sense,

letting your heartbeat grow faint, and your body loosen from tense.

But that last second, there might be this thought.

maybe the world isn't as cruel as you thought.



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