Ensnared in this wreath of fear, lies a breathless me
Lost in a labyrinth of Fear’s artful creativity
Behind this barricade lies my anxious heart
As again the tendrils of Fear, drag me into its cart
I twiddle and fidget, but little wonder
How Fear doped me and left me yonder
Treading back into my deep and dreary dungeon
I feel my frozen heart wither under the spur of confinement
Running and flailing, all I see
Heavy fog and unknown mists clawing at me
Dazed and weary, I bravely stand on my calloused feet,
Struggling, yet wading through the clouds of fearful captivity encircling me
All of when I feel my pained body rise
As a tepid breeze lets my sunk spirits breathe
Rising and rising, I find my slumbering heart awaken
Crooning songs of mirth, my heart radiates freedom
Finally when I look back down
I gaze at everlasting Hope, around me forever fasten.
– Rehaan
