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