Take a step in my head and see your deathbed.
Just kidding, it’s safe here, at least for now.
There’s a shadow who I call Mr. Fear,
He eats all my dreams and feeds me his lies.
He makes me feel safe, but he takes away my freedom.
He likes having control, and keeping me small,
So that I can’t think for myself.
With Mr. Fear, comes Mr. Doubt,
and Mrs. Contempt, and Mrs. sloth.
And they take away everything
until I’m left with nothing and nothing to do.
Be careful not to talk to them,
They aren’t your real friends.
Be wary of Pain, Wrath, Hate, and Sorrow.
They might ask for something to borrow,
but they leave wounds and scars
that hurt the most when you’re alone.
Be on guard for content and bliss,
they’ll often attract Ignorance and Denial.
They bring you happiness, but not for long.
They’ll get you coming back so you fall into their trap.
They prey on cycles, to blind your reason.
There are many more, but I can’t list them all.
But be wary of one, because he does not live in my mind.
He’s the tall figure with all white eyes who watches me sometimes
He looks like a shadow, but only I see him.
He doesn’t like when I scream, He doesn’t like when I move,
He doesn’t want me to look away or close my eyes.
He just makes me look at him until he disappears.
Don’t worry he can’t hurt you, at least not physically,
but I’d recommend praying After he ever pays you a visit.