Fear

Fear is a powerful string

That breaks even though it's thin

Fear gnaws at people's heart

When everything seemingly becomes hard.

Smiles become scarce

Tears become harsh

Wrinkles becomes stark

Contrasts with death.

But death has always been around

Circling us like a wild hound

Threatening us with sharp claws

And its horrifying beastly howls.

I like to think of myself as strong

One who knows right from wrong

But faced with this cruel fear

I tremble and become terrifyingly weak.

Not for long though

For fear lives in the house below

And I am the master of my fate

No mere fear can my mind break.

So heed my words fellow writer

Let no fear become your lighter

For in the dark cold night that approaches

We cannot and will not become scared little cockroaches.