Paul Spencer, 2000
Fear comes down upon me in the dark
Though not quite unexpected
My impulse is to run, hide away
Hope I’m not detected
I can’t escape – the fear is in my heart
Scampering, I leave my friends behind
The fear I carry with me
Now it has me totally entranced
My resistance fails swiftly
And a host of horrid futures fills my mind
Everything I live for is destroyed
Justice is defeated
Terror past all hope of consolation
Each image is repeated
Inside me on a screen I can’t avoid
I’m rescued on the threshold of despair
Friendly arms around me
The present moment settles on my mind
I spit my fear out loudly
I feel my skin again and breathe the air