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.

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