DEAR FEAR.

I’m afraid, 

Fear is like a cursed blade. 

You’ll continue to fight it until your hair turn gray. 

There isn’t really much to say,

I seemed to have lost my way. 

I’m afraid of failing, the concept of it is degrading.

What I’m I so afraid of?

It fits me like a glove. 

I let fear consume my body,

It has become a burden that is too heavy for me to bear.

It suffocates me, I need air. 

I feel like it’s custom-made for me to wear. 

I can’t ask for help,

It makes me look weak. 

Can’t speak, I feel like a freak. 

All I do is put my chin down and let fear win.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not strong enough to face these things on my own.

I’m grown, I shouldn’t be scared of being alone. 

I feel like I drown in negativity, 

It has become my daily activity. 

I fight these fears away,

While I pray to see another day. 

I fight these feelings, I Keep them from stealing my confidence.

Built a fence for defense, it made perfect sense. 

Fear, you’ll not make me bleed!

You are not what I need. 

Mark my words, fear, I will be free from you.

You got me feeling blue, walking around without a clue.

You will not screw with my head, 

And you can’t keep me in my bed. 

Enough tears shed,

I will no longer be afraid to eat in the dark,

Not scared of your shark. 

Go ahead and take a bite,

I will bleed, but fear.... I will get through the night.