TO FEAR IS UNFAIR

See, sometimes I shimmer in fear's realm
I feel I would not get enough
Of that which I have enough

That-

I would not raise a man from the man that myself was made

That-

I would not see the tomorrow
I have dreamt of today.

That-

I would eat my own tongue
When I only wanted my voice to be heard.

That-

I would not be able to look me in the eye
And say fear can be scared too!

I am afraid,
I heard sounds from around,
Fear smelled
I saw shadows in the light of day,
Jumping around my head and touching my leg-
Their palms were warm
And when they spoke
Their voices were cold
But their words were not like handsome fire
They were like fire consuming itself
Over and over
And as they consumed, they vomited themselves
And did the same over.
And in the night, I saw thick darkness take over my sight:

'It pounds, It sounds- thick, deep, thick it goes farther; deeper'

And then I would realise

That-

It was the sound of my heartbeat
It was my sweat that smelled
My eyes were only darkened by see-through tears of hellish fear

My body was drenched in fear so much
That nothing is seen except the things unfound

Those are sometimes;
But at all times I know I have Him
Who calls fear by its name
And it obeys.
So when I do fear, I turn and say I do hear what he speaks.

It's unfair to fear when you have the one who doesn't fear.

I am Mide Benedict and I weave words at Temple of Words