Fear

You speak to me seductively

In my ears as I sleep

And laugh as I weep and chatter my aching teeth

As I wipe the overflowing tears

I hear your cries and feel your stabs

You so desperately want me back

You are my shadow

You tap on my shoulder

Each time reminding me that I am getting older

Why oh why must you make me so shy

And assure me it’s better to run away and hide

When my heart opposes but you recommend

That it’s better to be afraid than pretend

When your fear is not heights, but falling

It is my own happiness I am stalling

Because it’s easier to fall in love with the rain

Than it is to be petrified of a sunny day.

Abby Johnson