• Can you stop the feeling?
    Rushing threw your viens
    Quickening your pulse
    Stopping your heart
    It pays a toll on you
    For its a five letter word known to all
    Feared to all as well
    Your body tenses
    Freezing your thoughts
    Transforming your vision
    Murdering your senses
    Thats when your survival instincts come into play
    You run
    Scream
    Cry
    Nothing helps
    Your fear leaves
    As do you instincts
    For death is waiting