Trapped in pitch darkness
Desperation causes suffocation
Any confinement shall wilt the kept
Till it is pitiful and broken
In the confines to keep it safe
Stretches and pulls
It is stuck, it cannot grow
Only serving poison to the soul
Though uncertain fear roams in freedom
There is blissful liberation
For the false will be known and fade away
And the true will return always
Alas a short lived comfort
Dread returns in full force
Gripping immobile
Wrenching cold sweat
Cannot be kept nor sent away
It is always present
To confound further logic
Disregard only feeds its growth
I have no malady
If you do, tell me more
Only fear of the unknown
Unquantifiable quantity
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