And so he lead me to a two man raft
With the bottom made entirely of glass
I asked him why the floor was transparent
Why bring more strife to a sea so errant?
“The sea of fears shall test the brave
You must overcome to calm the waves”
It then became clear that this was no simple jaunt
It would be on this path my fears would haunt.
As the darkened waters tossed and turned
Soon my anxiety began to burn
And to my horror, it took its form
A lurking beast within this storm.
“Two more forms must still appear
Anxiety to paranoia and paranoia to fear”
And as my guide said, it transformed once more
With features more terrifying than before.
Then fangs and scales met with spikes and horns
and with that, fear had taken form.
Its eyes reflected my real life terrors,
What I feared would come from all my errors.
“That’s quite the monster, but what do you notice?”
Strange as it seemed it never approached us!
“Your fears can’t harm you if you don’t bait them to follow.
So now we approach your river of sorrow.”