Fear is hope its self

Fear is hope its self

The four walls surround me 

Consuming me by the second 

I look to either side to see nothing but an image that reflects upon me 

Fear isn’t just a word anymore 

I am fear

The fear that grows around me, stomps around me 

Pounding and screaming in my head 

Until I can no longer endure the pain 

Fear isn’t around me anymore

Fear was a friendly 

A friend that over stayed the empty void in me 

The constant visit of an unwanted friend 

Until I could not take it no longer 

I crumpled fear like pieces of unwanted, overused paper

Pieces of me fell with it 

The pieces that told me I wasn’t enough 

The pieces who mocked me for every wrong thing 

The pieces that laughed at me 

The pieces that told me I wasn’t perfect 

Suddenly everything was clear 

The white noise grew louder 

Louder 

The day I decided to face the music 

To look into a mirror 

 To see exactly what I was facing 

Me 

Not fear 

But human 

Flesh, imperfections, and soul

Fear 

Fear is hope its self 

Fear is hope 

Hope for a new beginning 

To crumble every doubt, you had

 To strive to become better

Hoping is fearing you will not be perfect

Fear is hope its self