Fear Poem

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I deal with the same things every day...the depression of my past and the pain that I have lived through with traumatizing moments since I was a young child. Growing up, I've been through a...

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Fear Itself Is Undefined

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Published: October 2009

I lie on my bed, soaking my pillow with my tears.
I try to remember exactly what it is that I fear.
Is it the passing of time or the love that I lack?
Is it the mistakes that I've made or the fact that I can't bring the past back?
What is it that I'm afraid of?
Why am I so scared?
Is it the people I've hurt or the people who've hurt me?
Am I afraid of everything that I can't seem to see?
Is it the love of a friend or the loss of my family?
Is it the possibility that my life can end in a tragedy?
What is it that I fear most?
What do my eyes say I'm scared of?
Is it the sun that sets but won't seem to rise?
Is it the hope that I have that always seems to die?
Is it the trust of a person that I cannot begin to grasp?
Is it all the memories of my horrid past?
Is it me?
Can it possibly be that the thing I fear most is the thing I can't be?
The things that I try to understand?
The me that I try to be with when I'm feeling sad?
The person I'm expected to be? Is that what I fear?
I think the thing I fear most...is me.

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  • Makayla by Makayla
  • 2 months ago

I really loved this poem. Why do I treat people the way they want to be treated but they don’t treat me the way I want to be treated? I’m 16 years old, almost 17, and I’ve had a rough childhood. It was good until the 4th grade when I got locked in the courtyard, and then it was good again until 6th-8th grade. People bullied me, and people pushed me around and knocked things out of my hand. Then it was good until 10th grade. I got told to kill myself, and if I didn’t, they would do it for me.

  • Susan by Susan
  • 4 months ago

I deal with the same things every day...the depression of my past and the pain that I have lived through with traumatizing moments since I was a young child. Growing up, I've been through a lot and have had a rough life, and it seems like I've been waiting for the sun to shine, waiting for things to finally look up for me...things just don't go right and good things don't happen for me. Any time I feel happiness and feel like things are finally looking up and things are turning for the good, it's all ripped away instantly from me, and that's been my whole life like I'm cursed. I pray all the time for things to change. I have always put others first. I have a huge heart. I am a selfless person. I am always there for others. I don't get it. So I can relate to this poem.

  • Laura Wyman by Laura Wyman
  • 2 years ago

I also struggle every single day with the past, present, and future. I've done years and years of different combinations of meds for depression, but I've had a decade of disappointments of nothing really working. I've done a lot of self-help things just to get me through the day, as little as reading positive quotes. I'm 51 now, still barely hanging on. It's a vicious cycle, and life is real crappy and some days I just wish I wasn't here on earth. God is literally the only reason I'm breathing, and I ask him what he wants from me, but the voices in my head telling me of all the things that I have messed are so loud I can't hear his reply. I've been begging, pleading, and bargaining (which I know he won’t go for, but am desperate). Why would he want me to suffer so horribly?

  • Debby Ibe by Debby Ibe
  • 3 years ago

This ia a wonderful piece of poetry. It truly is beautiful, it gave me more courage and it was explained wonderfully.

  • Iduh Daniel by Iduh Daniel
  • 5 years ago

Wow! This is indeed a wonderful piece. You just made me realize many things about myself I have never thought of. Now I must overcome my self pessimism to overcome my fears. Thanks a whole lot.

  • Jenny by Jenny, Ontario
  • 6 years ago

I can relate to this in everyway because it shows my personality and a lot more but I really love this poem :)

  • Joshua Cintron by Joshua Cintron, US
  • 6 years ago

It's nice to see the questioning of fear. More must be done to thwart fears grip on us. Thanks for sharing.

  • Destiny by Destiny, Newyork
  • 6 years ago

This poem made me want to think what my fears really are. I loved the part where it said the most I fear is me. This made me stop and think carefully about this wonderful piece of poetry. By the way I am Destiny, a student that is 12 years old.

  • Mandy by Mandy
  • 7 years ago

This poem is cool, I'm using it for a school project that's how much I like it.

  • Emily by Emily
  • 7 years ago

I absolutely adore this poem. Its like this person has walked a mile in my shoes. I love how its worded, I love the way it makes you feel as your reading it. This poem was amazing. I want to tell the writer to keep writing. Your inspiring and reaching out to others! Good luck and thank you!

  • M G by M G, Illinois
  • 7 years ago

This poem is as if someone reached into my soul and pulled out my feelings. It so adequately expresses my past and present ... it is so "me" that it is scary.

  • Traci by Traci, Maine
  • 7 years ago

I can relate to your feelings described in your heart-felt words when I am feeling down, which isn't that often, However, we all have days when things just don't seem right and we can't seem to get out of our own way !!

  • Sana by Sana, Birmingham
  • 8 years ago

Oh my...This shows my personality my life and what my true feelings about life are...I fear some things that I don't even know of...:'(

  • Englans by Englans
  • 8 years ago

Beautiful piece of poetry. Truly. I fully understand the meaning of the poem. It has explained to me my highest fear. Thank you

  • Shanice Carter by Shanice Carter
  • 8 years ago

This is me. All the way. I understand this poem to the fullest. I read this and I cried because I realized that it was so true. I realized this is what I fear, myself. It was a burden off my soul to know that. Thank you so much for writing this poem about yourself, which really taught me about myself.

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