Fear is not what I am afraid of.
Truth.. it's a frightful thing to fear;
But the fear of fearing fear is overwhelming
Especially when its form becomes sheer.
Fear is like losing a tree of shade on a bristling day,
or losing your breath when you fall below the sea;
I fear this fear of fearing these fears,
and it's this fear that is part and parcel of me.
Fear is like loving without being loved back,
Fear is like leaving without being left;
And the fear of loving and leaving and being loved and being left,
is opposed by the fear of not fearing anything,
and being an empty vase, silent.
I fear not death nor do I fear life,
But I fear the fear of both as my peers;
If I could release one fear from my fears
It would be the fear of fearing these fears.