Hysteria The hand of fear Wraps into a fist around my throat I am helpless, powerless It`s grasp is unbreakable A merciful master Would have killed me by now Some hidden trace of kindness Sparing me this stranglehold Fear tightens it`s grip Sqeezing the breath out of me An eternity::.and finally I pray for the place of the black Fear dangels me on the edge Easing only slightly When unconsciousness threatens Only to tighten once more Finally::.fear departs Leaving me gasping for breath Not sure if I should be grateful To have survived once again
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