Fear.
Haunting, crippling fear.
At any moment's notice,
it drags me under.
Peeling away my skin
with its rusty, gnawing claws
All I can smell is smoke
but nothing is burning
Death fills my lungs and
caresses the tip of my tongue
It's all I can taste and feel and smell
It's on my back like a demon
It aches so much that my heart is heavy
Too heavy with its pounding
Everyday this sensation comes
Every night
Yet its origin is unknown
and yet the fear still takes me
I can't fight it
I know I will succumb
Leaving my life as ashes in the wind,
On the tip of someone else's tongue