Fear

There is so much in this world,
To see, feel. To live, hurt and heal.

So many promises, a lot of dreams.
To dream, to imagine and to make them real.

It has the pain, and sometimes
It is in pain with itself.

Life with fear is always around, that’s why we hardly believe in ourselves.

Fear of pain, the marks, and stain,
The stench of fear stays in our hearts throughout the end,

and to fear, the approaching death.

To bid goodbye is the fear of loneliness that we feel inside.

We do lose to life sometimes, and it’s the fear of reality that makes us rely on lies,

The fear of certain uncertainties,

To fear the day when we’ll all become weak, and our beings will start to shake from all the hate and poor judgments.

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