Fear

I listen to the movements from various nooks of the house,
There is a message somehow, that keeps me agog
I whisper a word, “I am . . .”
And suddenly I develop my fear
It makes me speechless.
I tremble, with hands so stiff and sweaty;
The work of the past (memories) may sway me
But filled with aches, I could hardly talk well
Fear, still entangles me.

I feel so down and yet alone
Like time that seems to crawl
comparable to a long-tendriled vine
I may cry and air my sighs
but truth has calmed me down.

It’s both the value of strength and optimism
that I can cope and be able to outgrow.
The varied cases of human repertoire
Nonetheless, I reach the part of it
and I succeed to overcome my fear.

Now that I feel all right,
my mouth desires to overlap
The verge of thoughts that crosses my heart
I may continue thinking that 
fear has just disappeared then.

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