Best Lifefear Poems
Like a knife it slices thin.
Slowly like a full blade.
The pain felt through out the body.
And ever bearing abundance
That will never go away.
Inside you'll scream.
You'll cry.
Hoping and praying this pain
Will forever go away!
But in your heart you'll know
No such remedy exists.
Crouch down.
Hold yourself.
Rock back and fourth.
It won't save your soul.
Won't protect you from what you
fear.
Even then it's the fear
Of fear itself that kills you.
The fact of not knowing what to
Be afraid of and what not.
It clouds your mind
And their for clouds your thoughts.
To overcome this
Is to court strength into
What is visually unknown.
To put aside all that cause
You to break down and cast
Off all emotions.
To be free... As you will
Is to be heartless.
To not feel anything at all.
So that when these nightmares
Come back you'll be awaken
Not of fear but of full rest.
Only thinking you've done your best
To cloud the monster that lies
Beneath your mind.
Just itching for every way to get
inside.
Leaving you but a pile of ash,
That was too scared to protect
Your own ass.
.... I won't make it real.
If there is nothing to fear
but fear itself, why is anything scary?
Like waiting for test results
knowing its all in God's hands
anyway, why fear the worst?
Will I die?
Of course I will, but not today.
Never come what may ... today.
Is it time to merge into traffic?
If I don't say it ...
the laundry will still get done,
then I'll have some fun,
won't have to run.
To where?
I'm always over there
anyway, why hope for new
or different, or that a mirror
won't be there.
Here comes the elevator again.
Years ago, I would have acted differently.
Full of emotion, of energy, of life.
But now I hold back. I avoid that which may hurt me.
The old saying “It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all,”
is a truth I suppress into the inner confines of my heart.
For I’m nearly a grown man and the man I want to be is cold and emotionless.
Is it the fear of loss that drives this ambition?
A fear of commitment?
No.
It is the embarrassment of being different.
The cold world around me dresses in red and I once dressed in green.
Curious glances at my nature stung like a thousand bees. So I hide my true color
under a false red jacket.
I zip it up so securely that my difference, though concealed underneath,
is but a memory of the courage, the embarrassment, I once dared to show.
For I’m nearly a grown man and the man I want to be is a coward.
Is it your fear of attachment
Written By Dean Masciarelli
November 5, 2010 (8:01am)
Is it your fear of attachment
That has prevented you from having
a
fulfilling and rewarding relationship
Because you are truly
afraid of getting hurt
Believe me if it is I know
what you are talking about
Because at one point or another
we have all experienced
the aftermath of dealing with
the emptiness that we have felt
Especially after we have
had
to deal with a broken heart
Because it seems to take
a life time to get over it
And that’s why it has been so difficult
for
anyone that has gone through the hurt
But it is just not healthy and you
have to let go of the resentment
So that you can get over your fear of attachment
and finally have a fulfilling and
longer lasting relationship that is solid and concrete
Can you feel?
Can you feel the tremor?
That rocks your world
That shakes the cage
Like a beast trapped outside
A beast raging against the bars
It lifts, it throws, it rages
Can you feel it?
And in the aftermath,
You can hear the cooing, cajoling
Of puppeteers laying strings before your bars
And they croon and cluck like fretting hens
Petting your bars and calling for you
to reach out and take these strings
Tie them where they cannot reach
Deep within, where no one else goes
And let these good people in,
They preen and you shake your head
Seeing the gleam in their eyes
Oh so like the ape’s
Cooing, cajoling... cawing
And oh, how you can feel it...
But I’m here so hold on
I’ll sit by your bars,
I’ll sit by the door
right beneath that lock that turns from within
And I won’t rage, or set the siren’s call upon you
I’ll sit by your bars, and keep you company
My friend;
But Cold bars let through a breeze friend...
Your sharp breath is not secreted away
And with every breath you take
Your lungs are profaned
And you cannot hide
Behind bars
You cannot hide
From My voice, or my presence, or my eyes
My eyes that see too clear
And you cannot hide from what I see
What you can feel
Pressing in, from us all
So just let us in
My friend,
Let us in, for we will not be kept out
Life does not surrender, life does not hold back
Life seeps through
Every crack,
And be sure, there are cracks everywhere
Where there are breaths to be shared, there are bars to let them through,
And you feel it don’t you?
That which you see deep in my eyes
You feel it
That feeling so clearly reflected
When I look into your soul
That fear alive in my eyes
That rages within you,
But don’t fear a battle you have lost
Do not fear the day you must face the world
The world, friend, has never
Turned its face from you
And the rest of us:
Well we are not so brave
We are not iron bars moulded to flesh
That fear you see is real
And it is ours all
But we cannot hide
From what burns within
And I will not die
Hiding from life
And I will not cower when I tremble inside
I will not rest in a cage when I am tired
And I, friend, I am so tired
Of living between bars.
Darkness lies in silence, an ethereal stillness therein,
A wave of fear flows through you, you start to shiver within;
Your heart it beats so crazy, you cannot stop it from its fright,
From all the things imagined, that might go bump in the night.
So you start to wonder, is it just your imagination running wild?
Then you hear a twig snap, and you revert back to a child;
all the fear within you, escalates beyond your control,
and so you start to run, yet it seems you run so slow!
All the while behind you, something's on your trail,
You lumber on in the madness, of your own created hell;
Every branch on every tree, seems to come to life,
They reach for you with bony fingers, into your soul they slice!
Suddenly the day breaks, the darkness fades away,
You see the trees for what they are, as their branches gently sway;
Then you laugh at yourself, for all the fright you felt,
As you follow the path before you, and your fear begins to melt!
Mien philosophy of life,
Begins with a decent style
And deals with simplicity
which is always there in vicinity.
Things which tend to be difficult
Are actually the easiest
As if it was overloaded
In a manner which was not needed
One should never take or give burden
But must find his own road to walk upon
And ought not to give birth to complexity
As beauty lies only in simplicity
I don't fear from any labor or any hurdle
All i think is not to fear
Btu to face it with a unique simplicity
As if it was only , by my way.
Mine philosophy of life
Ends with perfection
Which may be treated as nonsense
As same as an invention...
-viv1
All I can think about right now is you.
not knowing if you are o.k
not knowing just what to say.
not knowing anything
and imaging the worst.
everytime I think of you
my hearts about to burst
I love you with all my heart
and I fear to let you alone
I guess the worst fear
is the fear of the unknown..
You are only in this place I call never-Never Land,
I love you so much though.
You’re everything I dream of having,
Come down to the world.
My protective, blonde-haired, beautiful eyed prince,
Come down and save your princess.
In Never-Never Land you hold me tight.
I have no pain nor fear the night.
I hold no fear for the following day,
And know that you are there for me.
Come out of Never-Never Land and,
Be with me forever.
I don’t want to have to close my eyelids,
Just to see my love.
I hear you in the night time.
You’re always calling my name.
At times you scream for help,
But I can’t find you anywhere.
I awake in terror,
Knowing you’re in suffering.
I want to be able to save you,
But you’re only a figment of my imagination.
Form:
The demon is knocking at my door once more
His very breath rumbles the door,
as a mist fills both my room and heart
Is this mist a manisfestation of fear itself,
Or fear beyond the treshold of fear
Fear whatever it maybe it beckons me,
My feet, to move, move and move until
My unwilling hands caress the door knob
The door knob turns when my hand turns
The door creaks as my heart creaks,
The mist settles to reveal,
To reveal a mirror reflecting
an image of
I in the darkness.
The wave's wash in and then wash out again. A spinning tidal pool you cannot
concede. I cannot count on any amount of fingers of just how many times I have
cried over you.
I remember that day well
Sitting in the sand
Playing and sometimes tasting it too
I was too close to the water
I was always too close to the edge.
I was bold and brave
Fear was never a part of my vocabulary
Or maybe it was just that I was to young to care.
In an instance I was sucked in
And frantically on the outside my mom was freaking
Up and down, up and down
My mother standing yelling, helplessly.
She never learned to swim
Was ghastly affraid of the rising water
She called quickly to my sister
A masterful swimmer at 12
And she dove in to save me.
The devilish grin on my face made my mother's anger soar
There was not even a tear in my eye
She clung to me through the fear,
The fear of losing me to the tide.
I could still here the ocean screaming in my ears
Taste the salt on my tongue
Feel the sand lodged deep inside my bathing suit
And my nostrils were filled with the same salty aftermath,
I was all to eager just to get close once again.
Sometimes's today I look out into to space
And see my head under that tide, in this I call life
But now I struggle to keep my head above water
For fears of drowning in my own being.
Funny how one can be so brave and not fear all that is in the world
And as time passes they learn to fear the most simplest of things.
If only for oneday I could have back what I had then.
Hmmmm!
I have a fear of reject
Feeling like I'm not good euogh
Feeling like I'm not beauiful euogh
Feeling like I'm not smart euogh
Feeling like I'm not wise euogh
Feeling like I'm not goofty euogh
Feeling like I'm to Shy
Not worth your time
Not worth your love
Just worthless
I have a fear of reject
Form:
You’re the one, who gave birth to me,
I came from you,
Not the other way around.
Why do you fear me?
Do you think I shall mutilate your mind,
I can.
Do you think that I lip about you,
I’m not going to lie,
I do.
I’m a teenager with a mother,
Who I never knew,
And a step father who thinks he’s my dad.
What do you expect of me?
I am stronger than you.
I am wiser than you.
If I was going to mutilate your very being,
You would already be through.
Why do I navigate you.
This is all so backwards.
Why do you fear me?
Why do I ask this?
I am the very strongest.
My energies have mutilated people to insanity.
I am the very being of insanity and suicide.
I deserve to die.
I don’t wish to hurt anyone.
I don’t wish to scare you.
I’ll never amount to anything!!
Form:
Xenophobia is the fear of strangers
Ephebiphobia is the fear of teenagers,
Obesophobia is the fear of gaining weight
Octophobia is the fear of the figure 8,
Odynophobia is the fear of pain
Ombrophobia is the fear of rain,
Photophobia is the fear of light
Noctiphobia is the fear of night,
Peniaphobia is the fear of poverty
Metrophobia is the fear of poetry,
Hagiophobia is the fear of Saints or Holy things
Hierophobia is the fear of Priests or sacred things,
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia is the fear of long words
This one just kind of popped into my head.
What is fear
In the eye of a man
Is it the thing
That over whelms you?
That makes you fall to your knees
Or is it the pain
You feel when your heart
Has just been broken
Is fear that voice that tells you that
You can’t go on
Or that you can’t do it anymore
Is it the thing that stops you?
From ending up with a bullet
In your chest
Does fear make your
Heart race
Does fear make you jump?
Does it make you shake?
When you know you did something wrong
Does it make you cry?
When you feel pain
Fear is every thing
Can you tell me
What you think
Fear is?
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