Solitude

Insecurity, it rises quick.
It clings on with a heavy grip.
Those claws will not just let you go;
they pull you in and scare you so.
What if I messed up something fierce?
What if I've caused a great eclipse?
Something here feels so un-right -
I'm scared I've gone and lost the light.
Left in wonder, mind is scared
of what could be that caused a tear.
But what if it is just made up,
and from the past it did erupt?
The mind is now simply confused,
ponders what there is to lose.
Perhaps there is a way to choose...
Maybe this just takes solitude.