Alone With Fear and Faith

Why can I alone clearly see? Plain as day and so obviously. All these things

that appear to me. While everyone held dear to me. Chalks it up

to merely just another conspiracy. I'm left alone with this fear of me.

Isolated, not one person hearing me. Following the path in which I

believe he is steering me. Driven by a force with such urgency,

I get lost and suddenly it occurs to me. Drawing out the worst of me,

clawing out, bursting free. Demons in my closet apparently attempt to influence

every aspect of my life inherently. All the problems that continue to just stare at