This Thing Called Fear

I am afraid

of many things

that keep me

awake at night...

Like the monsters

under my bed,

or the ones

inside my head.

the ones,

that wish me dead.

I am also afraid

to live, yet

I do not wish to die

because I love my life.

I am afraid of happiness

and love,

and to give in

to what my heart wants

is it such a bad thing?

to be afraid?

It keeps me alive,

and feeling human.

For without fear,

I feel only loneliness.

It is my only friend,

this thing called fear.

And I,

I never want

it, to ever

end.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Fear can make us wiser. I liked your examples leading to the very good ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[dan]

If one does not admit to a degree of fear one can never experience the freedom of feeling secure. Fear lets us know when to circle the wagons instead of barging full speed into the unknown. It's the law of the jungle, whether that jungle is made of dense wooded areas, flood plains, desert or concrete. Fear is hopelessly human; respect it but don't let it run your life. take care...dan

[Emily]

I really like this one!!
Keep it up!

[ANTO]

You made me look at fear in a different light Brian.
I knew it was necessary (back in the day) for survival but you make it seem like a life-style choice here.
Cool.

[Dani The Unreviewed]

This one i totally understand, and can relate in a way. So well done. :) it actually reminds of a song's few lines. "The secret side of me,
That i never let you see." and so on. Similar meaning.