when fear talks

When fear talks It feels like there's no truth in sight It feels like peace is far Feels like there's no truth in sight because The possibility of many false truths exist And when fear talks, it's just One thought, to one thought, to another Starts to get claustrophobic in here Is it hot in here to y'all? When fear talks you can hear the timidity in my voice, and You can hear the uncertainty in my speech You can hear my unmade up mind in my sentences You can hear the perfectionist scared to mess up In fact, the fear paralyzes him Me It keeps me from moving forward and Going upward When fear talks, then comes the temptation to feed into it and Sometimes when Sometimes the fear can disguise itself as truth and as the right thing It gives you all the reasons that you, it, could be right And they can be pretty convincing Tells you that everyone else will lead you astray, even God It sometimes tells you that God is the one telling you all these fears The reasoning of my isolation always sides with fear, for some reason Feels like I make up voices of truth in my head instead of siding with the voice of truth that existed before time began When fear talks I listen