When a thick dark dank fog

Encircles the valley like a bog

And chokes the radiant sun

Ears straining to hear the gun.

As fears grip the lungs and squeeze

Chaos overcomes the mind with ease

Crippling legs like a black cancer

You’re at a loss for the healing answer.

Your enemies stand right beside you

With hopeful eyes. Each time is a new

Battle that must be bravely won,

Alas one thing is left to be done.

Look not for an ally to help the fight

For it is you who holds all the might

You cannot put forth your best

Until your mind is at rest.

So breathe easy and steady my friend

For soon, very soon, it will end

When the legs suddenly take ill

Your heart can win with sheer will.