Fear wears many faces. Sometimes it pretends to be droll. Then it will let me think It is here to protect me from harm. It presents many disguises Seducing me to trust . It will lure me in under pretense Only to abandon me. Fear is fickle and does not care. Lately I have been afraid. I want to be strong, at least Appear to be so, yet I don’t feel strong at all. I’m afraid that life has beaten me And I won’t be able To get up again, this time. I know that all things die. It is the natural way of life. But now I am living each day Waiting for that other shoe to drop. I realize in my heart This is no way to live. I wonder if I am caught, Trapped in the many sorrows. I no sooner say goodbye to one Then another and then another, When one by one those I have loved Go on their way, away. I don’t know if I can do it again. I haven’t had a chance to breathe. There has to be a way To find a lasting peace. So far it has been fleeting. To accept things as they are Realizing it is the answer I seem reluctant and just can’t. Maybe I see things as they are But haven’t reached the place Of a peaceful reconciliation, Only fearful resignation. So I am afraid right now I don’t know where to turn. Answers are evasive No safe places to hide, Fueling this sense of futility. If I can manage one more day And then another and another, To persevere and trust That all things come to pass I might wake up and start a new day. In my journey there is much I know Yet so much more I don’t. Somewhere within the unknown There dwells a truce with uncertainty Trusting that all is and will be well Regardless of what fear tries to say. There can be comfort in not knowing So I will seek it, get to know it Learning once again to trust That which I don’t understand.
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