Fear

There is no fear but fear itself
that frightful, fearsome, dreadful foe
that swells within our bellies so

though we may fret, our flesh turned weak
our world perceived a vision bleak
let anger rise to swallow fear
and through the heart to free your tears

Of sorrows past, of rage or joy
but do not speak it, let it through
and in the mind let it not sit
for God awaits for this great gift

if it returns what shall we do?
remember feelings break the shelf
So do not fear, the fear itself
For fear is now afraid of you