The Frightening Fear
Fear of oneself is a fear deep within
To scrap through the noise and deepen the grim,
Though life is precious its tough to see
The wanting and needing of some to me!
I do not deny, that feeling inside
My mind is blowing but it won't decide,
What is it I want from the life I am holding
Or is it a case of a severe social Moulding.
I'm feeling more at ease with the thoughts in my head
My mind does not spin when I lie on my bed,
I bet this will sound strange to some who do not know me
I don't mind though Its I that needs to see.
Sitting here now and thinking about this
The fear has subsided, I feel a little bliss,
The thing I did do I am not proud about
But forever thankful for this extra shout.
The fear I do feel is a fear of not knowing
What does lie ahead with the time always growing,
The feelings I have felt are tough to push out
Its frightening to think of the fears that run throughout.