Deep Angst.

There's something strange
That crawls through my mind.
Is it doubt?
I don't know what to do
Whenever and wherever.
There's something dirty
That grows into my belly.
Is it dread?
I'm afraid of strangers
And moments I can't control.
There's something dark
That burns all my bones.
Is it anger?
I'm consumed by that evil
Who plays with my fears.
My brain tells me
Everything will be okay.
But everything will be easy
Only if I trust myself.