Fear

And yet another poem ... I'll try not to make this a trend ...

Our fears control us
They hold us back
They make us quiver
Afraid of attack
They make us weak
Make us tremble and hide
But how else would we see
What's really inside?

My fear has made me weak
It has made me suffer
But little do I know
It will make me tougher
Such strength it takes
To stand up to our fears
But in the end
We'll shed no tears

Written in March of 2004.