No questions less fear
No lost no care
Can't relate, nor share
Be it here or there
Seems the same all fair
Why must it be unclear
Fear it now fear it near
Time will come, it shall declare
The truth of the matter &where
Fear should come in from there
Give it to and take it as a pair
Accumulated thoughts are rare
To think lost won't breath your air
Must be a fool upon your heir
Wet drops of questions in a form of a tear
Could this be you my dear fear
Why? What? When? And? Where?
Visible as a piece of sheer
Forgot no super being lived here
But open your eyes, and open your ear
Listen to what the world is trying to tell you when it's telling you what you need to hear
Are you fearless? Or just fearful of the truth? The more questions I ask the more fear I instill in myself,but fear has also came from lost. If you have never lost you haven't really questioned.