Fear
There is something about fear that seems to scare people or rather have the ability to drive people.
It stops you in your tracks, and like a slave you follow the orders of the Pharoah's guards.
Sometimes it makes you feel ambiguious about the decisions you make.
You face off with it at the end of your journey only to end up having to turn back.
It blocks all avenues.
Then, you are left lost on the track. Unable to go back or forth, you sit silently on that path, where day and night never seems to end.
There are people who fear of losing another.
Others fear of failing.
Some fear of achieving what seems unreachable.
There those that fear of change.
Fear of death.
Fear of love.
Fear of self expression.
Fear of rejection.
The list is endless.
Then, there are those that fear life itself.
You lose sight of the light of the sun.
You see a path that ends either way.
But have you noticed the green trees along that path?
Animals hiding in the blueberry bushes.
A pond hidden from plain view further into the forest.
For those that fear drives you,
Loses sight of oneself.
Concerntrating on one goal becomes your weakness.
Acting unreasonably on impulse, on immediate reactions, thoughts.
Tend to held the butterfly too tighly in your hands, you suffocate it and it slowly dies.
You track down a unique species, an almost extinct flower, animal.
You follow it everyday into its daily life and might end up being killed by the one thing you love.
Everything becomes confined in a nutshell.
Then you realise, you could no longer carry that baggage full of nuts,
You end up eating some because you have lost your money on buying the most beautiful bag in the market.
Expression, is one own freewill.
Love, is unexplainable in many circumstances.
Fear, has its negotiation practices.
It stops you in your tracks, and like a slave you follow the orders of the Pharoah's guards.
Sometimes it makes you feel ambiguious about the decisions you make.
You face off with it at the end of your journey only to end up having to turn back.
It blocks all avenues.
Then, you are left lost on the track. Unable to go back or forth, you sit silently on that path, where day and night never seems to end.
There are people who fear of losing another.
Others fear of failing.
Some fear of achieving what seems unreachable.
There those that fear of change.
Fear of death.
Fear of love.
Fear of self expression.
Fear of rejection.
The list is endless.
Then, there are those that fear life itself.
You lose sight of the light of the sun.
You see a path that ends either way.
But have you noticed the green trees along that path?
Animals hiding in the blueberry bushes.
A pond hidden from plain view further into the forest.
For those that fear drives you,
Loses sight of oneself.
Concerntrating on one goal becomes your weakness.
Acting unreasonably on impulse, on immediate reactions, thoughts.
Tend to held the butterfly too tighly in your hands, you suffocate it and it slowly dies.
You track down a unique species, an almost extinct flower, animal.
You follow it everyday into its daily life and might end up being killed by the one thing you love.
Everything becomes confined in a nutshell.
Then you realise, you could no longer carry that baggage full of nuts,
You end up eating some because you have lost your money on buying the most beautiful bag in the market.
Expression, is one own freewill.
Love, is unexplainable in many circumstances.
Fear, has its negotiation practices.
