Fire to freedom

Why does fear exist?

When there is nothing to be feared?

Why do I feel like I have no control?

When it is my body to talk to and move?

The sickness builds within me

As I fight to take that step

One step forward and sickness threatens me

Threatens to drag me back

Mind wants to turn and run

Body wants to move forward

An invisible wall slowly killing me

Why do I fear something that doesn’t exist?

Unable to see the sense beneath the mist?

My body could turn and run if I wish

Yet my mind is telling me I am stuck and should be sick.

I just want to pull out the gun

And end all this mess

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