Fear it is, that pulls me from you

Fear, that trembles me to the core

It takes me slow, makes me scream

I keep running from it, nowhere to go


Fear it is, that makes me doubt you

Fear, grips me steadily to believe

Lest I be free, I would have loved

There is nothing more strong to fight


Fear it is, that takes many forms

Fear, becomes revenge, terrorises

It belittles people, shouts and of course

It makes us weak, meek and unsung


Fear it is, that makes us more human

Fear, takes our right to become gods

It pulls us out of our moments and

curses them each, makes life miserable


This fear unseen is the worst enemy

Lets fight within and be the bravest

…and love


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