Greatest Fear
I tremble at the thought of drowning,
I worry about wars,
I find it horrifying to be burnt alive.
I scream and jump from
rodents, insects and, reptiles.
Yet, none of these are my greatest fear
and, seem trivial in compare.
The thing I fear above all fears,
is not even in or of this world.
I don't believe I'll ever have to
face this fear but, somewhere,
in the very back recesses of my mind,
is the faintest of whispers,
almost inaudible, uttering,
"What If"?
Thus maliciously keeping my fear alive.
Or, is this whisper keeping my fear
from being realized?
Should I then embrace this fear
to remember
what must and must not be done?
Is it possible that fear itself
could keep me from that which I fear the most?
Thus avoiding ever facing Hell itself.
Copyright © Tamara Reyna | Year Posted 2016
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