Fear is made from – 

The mysterious cries calling my name but always seem so far,

The ghastly creature that lurks the gloomy universe yet to be seen,

The pain and agony I faced as a poor child,

The time where things took twists and turns,

The souls I’ve witnessed seek revenge.

I found it – 

Staggering around aimlessly in the wind,

Searching for its new victim to possess,

Tormenting them until their fate is ceased,

Hiding as when its identity was revealed.

This fear can – 

End the life of a tormented soul,

Cross the universes that people don’t know,

Turn a mortals soul into stone,

Leave you traumatized and all alone.

If this feat is lost – 

…Well… it’s too late now…