I view the world,
as a vale of tears,
confesses my eyes..... 
Do I need a reason?
to make a confession,
during any season...

Written for:

Just fear

The fear races through my mind,
aching my heart for the alarm of it,
making my emotions difficult to capture,
causing my eyes cry painfully,
and making life more miserable to lead.



           I ask,
Is there no escape ?
no doors to walk out of ?
no windows to go through ?

Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Is there a way to cease my fear ???????