Dialogue with Fear

Whenever we try to do something, we feel fear to do it.

The less we get used to it, the much fear we feel.

I find something inside

What’s your name I ask it

It says I am Fear

I ask it why you’re here

It answers I am here to protect you

Protect from what I ask

From anything possibly hurt you it says

What is possibly hurt me I ask

Anything you try it answers

You’ll be possibly hurt if you try something

So blocking your trying it’s my role

I find something inside

What’s your name I ask it

It says I am Fear

You’ll be denied

You’ll be disregarded

You’ll be beaten

You’ll be hurt, possibly, if you do it Fear says

But I’ll be accepted

I’ll be regarded

It’ll be helpful for someone

It’ll change my world, if flipping them over they mean

I find something inside

What’s your name I ask it

It says I am Fear

It’s all up to myself which one I choose to believe in

No one knows what’s gonna happen tomorrow, even in the next moment

One thing I know true is

Nothing will happen unless something is acted out

In a room

I wrote this inspired by my brother's story.

He got divorced recently and has never regretted his choice,

However, he cried on the other end of the phone. 

Alone in the empty room

I lay down my body on the floor

For the room now I’m just a stranger

She doesn’t like me to be here anymore, here within her

Ahhh in a loud voice I say

My voice echoes throughout the empty room

Slight tremor of the air reminds me of a certain day

The day for the first time we were here in this room together

On that day I yelled exactly right here

Filled with joy and happiness

Slight tremor of the air gently tickled my skin

She and our baby in her womb were smiling by my side

I don’t think any of my decisions wrong

‘Cause it was already written to meet you and be with you in my life

To be parted from you was as well as written in my life

What I did was just found and act them out

But now overflowing memories and times gone by are squeezing my heart

Small puddle of tears appears on the floor

Now alone in the empty room

I see the ghost of my memories fading away

The last one remaining here is me, a stranger

Even the air in the room feels cold and distant to my skin

On that day the place was filled with joy and happiness

Today the place is filled with nothing

I get up to leave the room and

Say thank you with a long low bow to the room we’d lived our days

I don’t think any of my decisions wrong

‘Cause it was already written to meet you and be with you in my life

To be parted from you was as well as written in my life

What I did was just found and act them out

But from somewhere I hear a slight sound of laughing we made on that day

It makes me cry, make my heart aching