One of my greatest fears is "It." I can't touch "it," but I can feel "it." It does not have a taste or smell, But I can hear it in my spirit It is deep inside of me, It makes me fear my memory One day I'll live peacefully, Without the fear of "It" It is something I can't see It can never possess me It always tries to take control I can defeat it if I believe it It keeps running through my mind, I have to fight it time and time And time and time and time And time again... The more I understand about it The less my world revolves around it Then I can just live out my life Without the fear of "it."