Round

A shapeless blob with astounding power
Able to transform into anything while
Shooting arrows of fear into your very soul
Killing all hope and all rationality of thought and heart.
It drowns you and pulls you beneath its depths
Bringing you to the brink of madness.
Taking your fear to the heights of sadness,
And the heights of loneliness.
Feeling lost in a place unknown,
But you must continue towards the speck of light
That shimmers at the end of the trail.
This tiny speck of light has a name,
Hope courage.
Let it guide you through the confusion and madness,
And lead you to a glorious triumph over your fear.

Bernice Ponce de Leon