Fear

What are you dear?

If not lack of faith?

Or lack of trust?

Or are you simply

My desire to hold onto

To something?

You come running

When I don’t want to lose something,

You are my closest friend

Who’s the nearest to me,

You greet me every morning

And have been my beloved,

I know you’re good for me

When I go outside,

But inside my head

You become my enemy,

The more I want to run away,

The more you want to hold onto me,

But I learn from you

To push myself,

Maybe someday I will,

Maybe someday my faith

Will become stronger than you,

I will win when I lose my expectations,

Because that’s what keeps you alive,

You don’t live in the present,

But only in the future

One day I will face you,

And win.