The silence in me speaks up,
The ghost of fear is summoned once again,
Just like a deadly virus 
it makes another return,
Which spirals me into self doubt 
Lowers my confidence.
Will the antidote work again?
Can I hide this monster yet again?
Being the mere puppet to this puppeteer,
Can I escape through his strings yet again?
The shadows of questions lurk around,
The anxiety of time freaks me out,
Will the ghost of fear sleep some day?
Will my capabilities fight this ghost again?
So what if the ghost has come back stronger,
I will always know its weaknesses,
Even if it tries to scare me off to a corner,
In that corner, I will be stronger.
I shall grab onto my chair,
And take a faithful leap ahead,
I shall betray him behind his shadow,
And make him vanish once again.

 
By Manushree Kadu