Villanelle

I have never tried to write a villanelle poem so here is my first attempt.

She consumes your heart when it weakens with fright,
But her game is one so fun to play.
She feeds your mind with strength to fight.

She is the flame that burns a candle at night,
And the shadow at your feet by day.
She consumes your heart when it weakens with fright.

But take a deep breath and it will be alright,
She will only steal from you what she may.
She feeds your mind with strength to fight.

To steal your pain, she blocks your sight,
She will be your ears, and control what you say,
She consumes your heart when it weakens with fright.

She isn't a bird, nor free and in flight.
Rather a lion who has spotted her prey.
She feeds your mind with strength to fight.

When she finds you, she leaps with incredible might,
When at last you give in, suddenly everything's okay.
She consumes your heart, when it weakens with fright,
She feeds your mind with strength to fight.
-written by me

I'm not going to tell you who/what "she" is, but I would like to know what you think.(: