Fear has unraveled its roots,
in the dank soil of my soul.
This shadowed unknown agony,
lurks the dark country of my heart.
In places I would never dare go.
A starless womb,
from which black embryos of horror,
will be born.
I launch prayers to the angels,
but hell's laughter is wicked and loud.
Dread.
Worse than being dead.
One of the worst emotions out there.