This feeling that assaults me
the tremor felt inside.
My mind appears to be in accord with them,
can I stand... and defend myself?
What is it...
why is it?
Lack of trust...?
Could "they" be... stronger?
Where's the lack...
the weakness...
the missing link?
As many as "they" could be
"it's not in numbers",
a voice seems to whisper
signaling to me one thing:
" There's no need
no need indeed...
for fear to creep in. "
"It's you that gives them power,
It's you that makes them strong.
They are just but what you make of them
And they are just but empty thoughts."
mcr
