Fear.

Under our bed. Poem July 02, 2018

Fear, Fear, its what we have here.

It is the dread, that hides under your bed.

Face it or flee, how bad can it be?

Reason and logic are lost at sea.

Dont call me a coward. Dont say Im not strong.

Iv endured so much, Iv suffered so long.

Dangers I can beat, life’s challenges I meat.

But in those eyes, I lose my feet.

Falling to the floor, cant take any more.

So get away from me, I just wanna be free.

Dont need to face my fear. Dont need another beer.

If you stay away, then my day’s all ok.

Fear, Fear, its what we have hear.

Its all in your head, there’s nothing under the bed.