The Death of Fear
Once in darkness, fears for all
Never a time to feel alive.
I walked along a lonely road
With fear close by side.
As time went on,
Fear drew closer
He whispered in my ear
Such awful lies of life
And I, a mindless soul, believed him.
I grew tired of these lies
That fear had planted deeply.
I decided one day
To walk away and try
My own path.
As I walked farther from him
I realized the life before me.
So many beauties
I had missed
For fear had been controlling.
I now walk free
Without the fear
Without the dark surroundings.
I see this life
With open eyes
And love all abounding.
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