Just fear

My fear falls into this pit in my stomach.

It feels like a swamp of sinking mud.

My fear falls into this pit in my stomach.

Lost in the dirt and dark.

My fear makes its mark.

Frightened to pull myself out.

Often saved.
 dragged out.
Helped out.

My fear is my pond and I'm afraid I'll get my legs caught on pods.

My fear isn't my friend , he is the enemy.

I know this , yet fear is there.

And every day I concur it , with a kick , a scream , a cry.

Whatever sets me out this dark side of fear.

Dance until I feel broken heels.

Crack until it becomes a dance track.

Beg and love until I'm gasping for more.

More love to rid fear.

Fear that sinkens me. Sickens me.

Just fear.