Fear controls my 360 degrees in viewing
Floating on the despair of murky emotional waters
This is my illusion of constriction conundrum
As my mind is playing a trick of misperception
Incapacitating my mobility and ability to remove me
Thoughts of finality and paralysis bind my clarity
As my eyes are blinded to any and all other possibility
Presently power is imbued in fostering limitations
There is no escaping my self vandalizing thinking
Wrecked by non-stop trains of thought in insecurity
Strangling all light to new daily ideas forming
Crying for help but fearing and denying its arrival
Toxification of all hopes and rational states are consumed
Thoughts of negative outcomes are the ties that bind me
As I must fight to remove the unnatural covering of nights
Sightless by my own folded consciousness self imposed
As I remain in bondage unaware of salvation around me
Too afraid to slice out of my present mode of thoughts
Ironically forgetting that all thoughts cut sharp as a sword!