Fearing the process,
Fearing the results,
It's a fear making me hollow,
The true culprit within, is a young-sharp fellow.

Above the skies is the fear to fall,
Below the shores is the fear to dawn.
It's an emotion that can brawl within,
An emotion that can persuade within.

What's fear without life?
What's life without fear?
A conundrum at rife,
The line in between blur.

Fear is yet instilled,
A nuance of an emotion.
Greater than that of loss,
Greater than that of death,
This one is a companion,
The fear of life without depth.