What’s the point of fear if one can run and be free
I fear the the word unknown
I fear life
I fear being loved
I fear death
I fear pain
I fear so many things
I fear not having a voice
To express my self
I fear being blind
I fear not knowing the future
I fear not knowing
No one knows everything
Everybody have fears
So what’s the point of all we fear
I fear that magical feeling of being loved
So I push everyone away
Its better that way or so I thought
All my life
Meeting a angel while fearing the worst and in allot of pain
Seeing the face of the angel when praying
I found piece no more fears
Then reading my Bible
Songs of songs
I realized life us all about love
And poetry
Seeing everything different
Even food taste better
Its like a was born again
Given a second chance on life
Now its like learning how to walk again like a baby
For now I am still moving slow
On my hands and knees
Soon I would be strong enough to pull myself up
Using my hands
Standing up
Walking slowly yes I am going to fall allot
But will never give up of my dream of running again one day.
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Author Maria Cornelia Abetti
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