What am I afraid of?

What am I afraid of? Absolutely nothing. And that’s the honest truth. I hate the sound of it. How its complete silence speaks volumes. It just ignores me as I speak out. I hear nothing, but the frustration of my own voice. Yelling for something. ANYTHING! I can only hear the rhythm of my own heartbeat. Thump! Thump! Thump! Make it stop! I don’t want to be afraid of nothing! I don’t want to be alone!