The terror in your head

Insecurities are like daemons in the night,

they creep up on you to give you a fright,

and just when you think

that you might have banished them

they're back. Clawing and gnawing 

at your hope, and your peace,

like a storm of troubles

that will never cease.

And to make matters worse

they bring re-reinforcements,

paranoia, fear, terror.

I don't think there's a worse feeling

than knowing that the problems in your head

aren't real, but there's nothing you can do

to change it.