I cant
do anything
against
this
this fear.

Under everything
that appears ordinary
is the worry
is this fear.

What I want out of life
seems too hard to achieve
and even the thought of trying
is swallowed up
in this fear.

Others success
their joys and triumphs
in contrast to my lack,
just add fuel
to this fear.

This uncertainty.

Will I be able to make it?
or was I not created
to succeed?
That this is all I am
is this fear.