In silent corners of your mind
Lays the fears that haunt you
Control you, use you
You can run, you can hide
But, nothing helps
These demons will continue
To pursue you night and day
When you lie to sleep they
Will be waiting to torture
Your dreams relentlessly
Unless, you find your
True power, your True weapon
That is God, is with you
That God is within you
In the time of most fear
When you feel all is lost
You turn an face it
And find what you were
Most afraid of
Was Yourself.

An Original Poem by H R Beebe