yeilding to emotional illusions

it’s odd
fear
i see it sometimes
in reflections
of my eyes, stricken
of light and colour
to see nothing else
but of this imposing
force
taking over, yet
it doesn’t strike
first
it acts as a blade
dealing an enormous blow,
that knocks you to your
feet
instilling its adage
in the back of your mind
you leave unstable
somehow, still alive
and as time elapses
the wound never heals
the blade has left you
to be bled, reminding you
of its presence always
following
you, till you overcome it
or worse,
you succumb to it
i see it sometimes
in my eyes i see its
haunting reflections
confront me
fear
how odd

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