Molehills

Expanding
as I focus my internal, stricken, eyes,
this monster overwhelms me
while I listen to the lies
of fear
that urge me slyly,
to find escape in flight.
But monsters must be faced.
I brace myself
to stay and fight.

I need resolve to be my shield,
repelling craven thoughts;
I’ll wear a suit of courage, as my armour
that supports a wilting,
spineless ego
as I stand and face this beast
who fills my mind.

It’s then I’ll find
the monster is deceased.