I have this world.
This world, that I confide in when my problems are imperishable.

And in this world there is a cave.
A cave were I burrow deep,
notwithstanding the terrors that contain me.

And I
           AM
                  Surrounded
                                           By words.
Words that build up my spirits.
And ease my tension.

Words that seep into my being,
And put a stop to my fears.

So I push on with a steady confidence.

Until my conscience can no longer contain me.