Fear

Thank you to Annette for sharing her poem with us.

The fear I feel is my own fear,

Of life itself.

So afraid, because I am more aware of pain and sorrow than of joy and happiness.

I know I must not look for bad things all my life,

Accept what happiness I can,

Life’s too short not to enjoy part of it,

I must accept my good times.

Every person, whether they know it or not, has a fear,

I am more aware of mine.

Having time to sit and think sometimes does me more harm than good.

So, I must accept my life and live it to the best of my ability.

From now on I will try and accept my fears and not let them stand in my way.

We all have a person inside of us fighting to get out, to find the reason why we are here on this planet Earth.

The word fear is a very frightening, powerful word.

The biggest fear for me is life itself,

Afraid to turn another corner,

Afraid to open another door,

The fear of not knowing what I have to face next.

Is it really the fear of living I am afraid of or is it the fear of dying?

I may never know that answer.

There are always questions, but not answers, some things are best left without an answer,

So stop searching, accept life for what it is.