Fear
Fear
Is giving her the keys to her first car
watching her disappear down the road.
Fear is seeing the same model car crushed
with no possible survival
Fear is having the whole world stop
as you hear the banging drums in your chest
Fear is listening to her phone ring over and over
but only hearing the beep of the voicemail
Fear is being kicked in the gut,
wanting to rip out your heart
Fear is calling everyone she knows
but never getting the answer
Fear is getting a call from Unknown
listening to that solemn voice
Fear is hearing those few words
“I’m sorry”
Fear is not being able to move
to see the looks on everyone’s face
Fear is taking those small steps
towards the black box
Fear is hearing the sad whispers
not being able to see through the water
Fear is looking in her room
if everything will ever be okay
Fear is hearing your words
that aren’t words anymore
Fear is standing up again
with shaking hands
Fear is holding your breath
and everything else
Fear is a flower
that only blooms pain