I am afraid
I am afraid, For these hideous nights haunt me.
They pull me from the heights of delirium
And pound me be the brink of these dingy moats.
I am afraid.
I am afraid that these caliginous tides of disguise would sail me down, with them.
Piercing through my body
Drifting like a flood
These stormy winds keep pushing me as I
Hold the trunk of credence and call my Shepherd.
But he doesn’t come.
I lose my grip and fall deep in the abyss of those tenebrous trenches.
Where, concealed under the veil of rusty leaves
Shackled by the chains of norms I see; My messiah calling me for help.