Greedy Tendril of Fear


She creeps over my outer shell, surrounding me like tendrils of smog
Blacker and thicker than smoke, she slowly chokes every breath
Trying to fight her creates only a deeper pit within my body
Slowly, the tendrils of this being squeeze me, slowly I begin to fade
It is she, Fear, that stalks my mind, body, and soul
Fear, herself, haunts me daily, ready to tear anything I hold dear
Were it not for You, I would surely sink into this deep, black bog
Were it not for You, Fear would constrict my body and lead to death
Without any doubt, You quell this gigantic raging storm within me
Without any doubt, You replace Fear's tendrils with a caring caress
You now shield me from Fear, so that I may remain whole
You only can save and protect me from the greedy tendril of Fear

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