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Fuck FEAR

Fuck FEAR

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14 Jul 2022

inspired by FEAR by Trevor Wentworth and Our Last night Facebook.com/trevormwentworth let's go fuck fear!! (false evidence appearing real!) Every night I try to rest my head to sleep I find no peace, I find no tranquility My demons fill my mind like it's the devil's playground Thoughts race thru my head like a carousel, (misery Go round) My worst fears have come to life inside my mind I've tried so hard to keep them at bay during the day, But, When the night comes, there's no escape They attack me whenever I'm at most vulnerable place, just trying to rest my head Every night I'm paying the demons their toll just to cross over to the other side The seconds, the minutes, the hours, the days on end, accumulate I'm on day four of no fucking sleep I feel feelings of shame, guilt and defeat entrap me My demons have locked me into a submission. Scorpion death locked. But they will never have the final say. I'm tired of being their fucking prey Im tired of my demons inflicting me with this pain and misery. Persistence. Resistance. Persistence. Resistance. Persistence. Stubbornness. The only thing to annihilate(my demons) I'm tired of you disrupting my every way of life, this time I'll pay the toll with a sharpened knife. I won't be satisfied until I erase you, completely. (Spineless fucking coward) Im tired of you wreaking havoc on my mind. I'm tired of being blinded by your manipulation of my mind and my spine. You're a fucking parasite attacking its host, you're nothing more than a parasitic infection. Its time for a course of action. I'm tired of being blinded by your deception. False evidence appearing real! Fuck F.E.A.R. I'll remove your red veil, I'll unleash hell, and I won't be happy until there's fucking blood shed. I'll make you pay with my everything. You won't have the final say. I'm so fucking tired of being your prey. You're just a parasite. Torturing my soul, my everything. Leaving me restless, breathless tired and subdued. Now it's time for these table(s) to turn. It's time for me to make My Move. I'll tear you limb from limb until nothing remains. You soulless waste of space. A fucking cadaver, with nothing left to say. When your eulogies being read, I won't have a tear to spare.

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