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My Fear
My fear is the dirties of all fears,
Eating away at my heart.
Causing my over energized mind to not think clearly,
A mind that always almost needs healing.
An entire higher level of nervousness,
When I have no clue of what will happen.
Even if I may have a say,
It breaks me down without answered questions.
Turns itself into a deep depression,
And all I want to do is quit and hide.
From all that seems to only hurt me,
When I know without a doubt that my fear overpowers me.
Tears fall full of insecurities,
Praying to my lord for a lift so high.
High enough to see past it,
Logical enough for me to believe in its truth.
January 4, 2004
