Sometimes
you want to run away,
To escape the worries come to bear,
The
heavy heart, the guilty soul,
The haunting memories burn.
The
precipice draws near,
Decision awaits you alone,
Yet every turn
you deem to take
Inspires paralyzing fear.
What hope have
you, powerless creature,
Against the titans of fate,
You stand
alone and meager,
A drop in the ocean against the gale.
Intellect
is born a fearful burden,
To see the failure before it
comes,
Looking outward, looking inward,
Lacking anchor and
hope.
The panic rises as you flail desperately,
Anticipated
defeat ensures the dire,
A brutal cycle, vicious to the marrow,
As
fear wars on mind and will.
Drowning, cry out for help,
For
direction to safer shores,
Look up to see a shining star,
A
beacon to guide you home.
Yet not the North does it guide,
Nor
deity consulted,
So far you've fallen beneath the tide,
Your
savior demands a sacrifice.
Give up your hopes and dreams
So
demanded and find peace,
Ignorance is bliss, don't you recall
Be
mine, it whispers. And you agree.
God help us all.