Fear is all consuming
A black hole in space
Slowly ******* me in
Swallowing my entire being
Fear is constant
It changes forms often
Shape shifting all the time
It is tricky and cunning
It weasels its way in
To every facet of myself
Fear is panic
The overwhelming feeling
feeling that your heart has
Made it way to your throat
Your palms are clammy
the anticipation of tragedy
That all dwells in fear
No hope of an end
No promise of a resolution
Fear is all consuming