The 5 senses of emotions

Fear

In the shadowy depths of fear, darkness dwells,
A chilling embrace, where uncertainty swells.
Taste it? Like bile rising in the throat,
A bitter reminder of dread's heavy coat.

It sounds like whispers in the night,
Echoes of terror, a silent fright.
The creak of floorboards, the howl of the wind,
A symphony of fear, where fears rescind.

And what does it look like, this specter grim?
Eyes wide with terror, the world seems dim.
A gaze that's haunted, haunted by fright,
As fear takes hold, shrouding all light.

The scent of it lingers, heavy in the air,
Like the smell of decay, too much to bear.
A scent that chills, seeping into the bone,
A reminder of fear's grip, cold as stone.

Feel it? Like icy fingers down the spine,
A shiver of dread, an ominous sign.
A racing heartbeat, pounding in the chest,
As fear consumes, leaving nothing at rest.

And in the end, fear is a relentless foe,
A shadowy presence, wherever we go.
A whisper in the dark, a nightmare's call,
Leaving hearts racing, in its thrall.