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