Fear=Arachnid

A battle wages from within Between the good and the bad the right and the sin Fear Eats at you from the inside out 10,000 pincher bugs with deadly snouts each snacking on my intestines waiting, wanting to be the next contestant they try to consume me but they wont win I'll fight till the end, till the edge, till the rim Maggots and leaches they all take their share devouring me quickly like a juicy pear the perfect metaphor striking a deadly blow because bite by bite I die slow my life flashes before my eyes I begin to see the worst why me why me I must be cursed but finally the pain subsides and I'm OK the battles over but the war will continue another day It's strange how quick it takes for fear to subside or maybe it's just waiting, hiding inside So that is fear; the unanswered call No man stands a chance, no none at all.