Fear is as constant as the invisible symptoms that manifest itself in aches and pains. Who is the killer? Everyone talks about it, fears it but can’t seem to find a solution. I’d say that fear will destroy before anything else. Where do we go from here? I wish I could fast forward to see if I get it, to see if I make it. Or I would just live with fear until it’s all over. The nights seem endless, every broken sleep remains broken until the end. When will this end? When it does, will we forget? Will the fear linger or will I learn to live with it?
One day I will be but a gravestone,
And a piece of earth of negligible cost,
I wonder if someone will bring me a flower
And maybe whisper to me of dreams lost
Indulge in some “what if’s” and “If only”
And maybe wipe away some frost…
Last night she had a dream that someone entered the house while she was sleeping and she woke up planning her escape.
Fear, gnawing fear, a fear that is as constant as life. It came as a visitor but is now an unwelcome guest. It has taken away the light and fills dark thoughts. Of the end, of nothingness.
‘End it’, says Fear.
‘I can’t ‘,she answers unconvincingly.
Tomorrow is a repeat of yesterday and today so the end does seem to look like the beginning.
‘Come with me, I will never leave you.’
She is happy to finally have a friend.
Joy, happiness, success promised her love, peace of mind but they parted ways a long time ago. The guest that she welcomed is what remains.
Her dream so real, she plans her escape.
With Fear in the heart she follows her heart, to meet the end of fear – darkness, nothingness.