Panic Now, Fear Later

As the storm of Sorrow brews,
Your courage dwindles,
Your foe is upon you,
You tremble,
Trying to hide,
Feeling the urge to flee,
Yet you're planted,
You can't move,
Facing some thing to overwhelming,
That even I can't face,
Try as you might to fight,
You fail to conquer,
Your fear,

Fear your personal,
Weakness.
It's anything.