To be honest,
I've always had a fear
Completely etched into my head
The fear of falling,
Not so much literally as figuratively
To fall;
In love,
To the hands of despair,
Apart,
Into a rut in life.
All of these fears have held me back
these days I've developed a new fear
The fear to get back up.
It scares me
Not because It's hard
But because
I'm leaving a part of myself behind.