Fear

Four letters.

Change a life.

The feeling escalates.

Your heart won't stop racing.
Then you hear the world Bipolar. 

You re-live all those dark moments.
The word Yes was never mentioned.

So You turn to Alcohol and then to Marijuana.

Your fall back becomes your daily pack of Cigarettes.

And Before you can blink you've become your Demons.

Now to face them seems to be nearly Impossible.

But they say Impossible is just an excuse.

With nothing to lose you take chance.
You face them head on only to fall harder then before.

Panic entices the phenomenon to a whole new level.

You give up before you've barely began to try.
You racing heart is drowning in the alcohol.
As lungs give way to all the chemicals.

Something has to change.
Numbness has crept in.

Its Fight or Flight.

The Final Hours.

Four letters.

Will they control you?

Without You

Short of forever.
Unable to process,
Life without soul.
But here I am.

Shattered remains,
Ashes of the heart.
Good-Byes,
Seem like eternity.

The bells ring,
at the gate of hell.

Alone.

Not forgiven. 

Nothing without you.