I am the one who crawls up and down your spine.
The one that pricks your consciousness from time to time.
The one who stops you from truly living life,
A dark cloud that lingers and tells you how to walk the line.
Many don’t accomplish much with me by their side,
Still many find comfort and truth in my many lies.
I am the root of a lot of evil sights,
And I’ve killed so many dreams while in disguise.
I may let you hold on to a little hope when I see you cry,
But that’s because in your pain I find delight!
Who am I?
