In so tight
The light is not so bright
Wrap a rope around your neck and fly a kite
The fear is here and takes a big bite

The evil one senses weakness and wants to fight
Stand up and walk towards me so you can show your might
I wanted to be brave but my phobia reached a new height
I want to see beyond my muddled sight

A lump in my throat reveals my freight
The goose bumps on my skin transform into termites
My luck ran out when I thought I sat on chair but it was really a sharpened spike.