I could deal with existential horror
The frequent realization that a monster lurks deep in me
The fear that eats me from inside out

That someday I’ll destroy all I held dear
And leave a gaping hole of emptiness behind
Or the dread that I’ll never be enough

That’s fine
I can fight it, and I’ll win

What I truly fear is them
Those who I don’t control,
who’s action are unpredictable

Violently crushing my will,
And leaving me powerless to fight it
Such is the greatness of external forces

And I know, I can never win
But let me try and resist