A furious wave of fear
pounds against
the inside of my gut.
Why do I worry so much?
I have tried avoiding
the voided tunnels,
the ones that call
in the pit of my stomach.
Should I run away
from the maze of memories
or should I march right in?
I'm afraid that it will wash me away.
The void will evaporate my identity.
Am I as fragile as I feel?
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 2:12 PM UTC
A furious wave of fear
pounds against
the inside of my gut.
Why do I worry so much?
I have tried avoiding
the voided tunnels,
the ones that call
in the pit of my stomach.
Should I run away
from the maze of memories
or should I march right in?
I'm afraid that it will wash me away.
The void will evaporate my identity.
Am I as fragile as I feel?