Veins of Fear

The poem explores themes of vulnerability, anxiety, weakness, and the fear of being consumed by overwhelming forces beyond their control.

My lungs are black, my heart is pure

My hands are scarred

Tattered from the weight of my own madness.

Toxins run through my veins, 

Because I can’t face the silent watcher

 

I tell myself I’m strong�" 

Strong enough to deal with your game, 

A game I’ve never learned to play. 

But the truth is, I’m not strong at all. 

I’m too weak 

To even step into this game,

Into the ring where the shadows are waiting to swallow me whole.