"Fear nothing but fear itself",
       Oh why then this storm within myself?
                Is it simply the Great Unknown?
           Or my destiny written out in stone?

Had I but a glimpse into tomorrow
Would that perpetuate my griefly sorrow?
Yet I'm losing the present joy
In my "what iffs"mantra -I seem to enjoy

             Living within the present moment
       Gives you the strength and atonement
       Making ones worries fade throug the                                                  wind
       Finding the courage deep from within

"Fear nothing but fear itself"
Oh how I have laiden my heart to delf!
And ever so gently
Lost sight of blessings a-pleanty

                 And I find myself without hope-
                     And I find it difficult to cope,
                          For I' find whithin myself

                               ( I )
          Fear more-than only Fear itself!!