7 ate 9.

How well do you know fear? Is it here, deep inside, or outside on a ride like a rollercoaster, faster than steam and lightning? What is frightening just scares the air away until I can't breathe or see a reason to keep fighting. If it was lightning, then maybe I'd stretch out a hand, be inviting; but it's not. Just eyes that strip away a disguise I've known for too many years. It's here - fears illuminate, enumerate, consumer ate the last bit of what I meant to say. But I guess that's okay. It's not like I need a road map for how to be afraid. Just need a little nudging for getting out of that way.