Fear

Its inside, always has been.
     Running rampant.
          Never a Moment's Peace.

A constant presence.
     Like a tic in the back of your mind.
     Ever watchful for the Opportune Moment.

A slight chill,
     Creeping. . . .
     Seeping into your veins.
     Fog silently coasting across your mind.
     Tendrils wrapping around your heart.
     Binding faster and faster.

          Unable to speak.
          Unable to move.
          Barely breathing.
               It passes. . . .
          Eyes frantic,
               Searching everywhere,
                    Never finding.

     Without warning dragged back
          Into the torrential Chaotic Moment

     Gradually retreating. . . .

     Wondering, always wondering.
          Will it come back?
           How long will it last?


Forever in Fear.