Beneath The Grey (those dreadful fears)

Beneath The Grey (8)

(those dreadful fears)

It rears its ugly head,

And to the unsuspecting shows

A strength of feeling as it grows,

Its they it wants and has to have,

Control is lost and feelings changed

Demonic power of thoughts deranged,

And so the unsuspecting takes

Its ugliness into themselves,

And feels its power and waits

Until spent and then deflates,

Its ugliness now shys away

As if ashamed and has to hide,

But leaves behind the bitter taste

With those it took in urgent haste,

Beneath the grey

Once more it goes,

Until the time when next it rears 

Its ugly head and bring again,

Those dreadful fears.