Fear is not put aside
No matter what
It's there to stay
You could channel it
But you could never
Get rid of it
When you think
You have
ZERO EMOTIONS
ZERO FEELINGS
AND
ZERO FEAR
Is the day you are DEAD
Every BREATH
Every WHIMPER
And
Every BLINK
IS A SIGN OF FEAR
When looking down
A BARREL OF A M1911
With a FULL CLIP
OF BULLETS
For the first time ever
You would be in
SHOCK
FEAR
And even feel the SWEAT
Going down your back
When seeing a speeding car
Moving fast and crazy
On the street you are
Causally walking through
With no time to blink or move
The CAR GETS CLOSER
You are in Shock
You are feeling THE FEAR
THE SWEAT
Soon enough it takes you over
Soon enough the fear of life's troubles
Consumes you
But these events is what makes us
STRONGER
AWARE
And
UNDERSTANDING
In a world such as ours
You can't get rid of fear
But you can mold it
To make you STRONG
I made this to pass time in class when I was in 7th grade. I was honestly letting my brain go plays again and this poem just happened