man’s biggest fear,
greatest weakness,
the root of all anxiety.

The creator of restless souls,
hearts, minds.
Who keep those awake
in the midst of choosing between paths.

Destroying dreams, hope,
possible love…
by preying on the doubt
time leaves behind.

Ruthless, monstress, mistress of deep holes
and lost souls.
Leaving us breathless, restless,

Should one stumble across one’s
life story in black and white,
which holds the power to destroy the destroyer itself,
killing it by removing the element of suprise…

Would one read it?


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