Fear
My mind is whirling
My heart beats so fast
I can hear it coming
This is the very last
My eyes are closing
My hands I tightly clasp
My throat starts drying
My breath comes in gasps
The darkness is closing
The only sound my heart
Oh God, what is it
The fear is the start
I begin to pray
The feeling starts to fade
I continue with my prayer
I am no longer afraid
I open my eyes
There is nothing there
The Mighty one has arrived
Satan has fled in despair
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