Uncertainties stir subconscious sediment,
Clouding the waters of the mind,
Anxiously watching the tick, tick, tock of the clock,
Drawing closer to the moment of doubt,
The urge is to escape.
Fear feeds on the unknown,
Watering a plot of weeds,
Merciless Anger lashes out,
Bleeding wounds can’t hide the pain,
The unseen itches.
A thread reaches through the maelstrom,
Finding purchase in the murky depths,
Courage wound with trepidation,
In stillness lies strength,
The crucible awaits.
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