Hysteria

A warrior makes her tremble
A spider causes fear
The anguish of an object
Or just another's tear

The darkness falls around him
He shivers in the cold
Afraid of what could harm him
Or just scared of getting old

Shadows twisting, churning
Creatures of the night
These may cause my worries
But they do not cause my fright

A stranger in an alley
A begger on the street
The vampires and the werewolves
Or a ghost beneath a sheet

A deaf ear cranes for sound
A blind eye searches still
And behind the brave facade
A weak and crumbled will

Snakes and rats and lions
Sharp teeth and iron claws
The deadly aim of lightning
Oft inspires more than awe

Pain and dismal agony
A blade of sharpened steel
Perhaps not merely torture
But just the way we feel

Shadows twisting, churning
The creatures of the night
These may cause my worries
But they do not cause my fright

Monsters in the darkness
Or here beneath my bed
The voices all around me
Or the voices in my head

Love and sure commitment
A relationship or two
The pain of harsh rejection
The task of staying true

The weather yet untamed
The crashing waves of brine
Superstitions of the crafty
An omen or a sign

A gun or who's behind it
The fear of being caught
A dungeon or a prison
Or perhaps the hangman's knot

Shadows twisting, churning
Creatures of the night
These may cause my worries
But they do not cause my fright

The sickle of the Reaper
The icy touch of death
A disease you cannot battle
Sucking in a ragged breath

Or perhaps it's only life
The day to day routine
The need to go on living
With the future still unseen

So much is feared by mankind
So much he fears to face
The supernatural world uncertain
The tangible disgrace

Shadows twisting, churning
The creatures of the night
These may cause my worries
But they do not cause my fright

And yet of all these things
These fears that plague the mind
Though some may cause me trouble
Only one my fear defined

The thing that frightens me
That which I do dread
Is none that I have mentioned
But mere helplessness instead