That feeling
Buried under layers of Reasons
The dread of darkness
The disagreeability of some changes
It lays dormant
Under the Rug
The mind thinks
It plans
It avoids dangerous places
But the mind is unable to understand
When muscles contract
Heart pumps
Breathing becomes strained
Bowels move uneasily
Can that feeling be reasoned with?
Can it be eliminated by any method of
Mental control?
We can breathe.
That’s about it.