Phobias

Eight legged creatures the fangs and thier poison bite or them just crawling on you in the night. A serpent sneeking up on you squeezing you,so tight. Standing on a balcony oh the fear of great heights. Standing in a spot light speaking to a crowd. or being on your own and no one cares any more. jumping on a jetplane flying miles into the sky well it is only a flying tin can thats stopping you falling from the sky. Then theres thunder and the lighting the gods are having a fight. your nerves are fit to break your sweating like a pig your hearts beating in your chest you are wishing you were dead all because of the monsters that are throwing a party in your head.