fear

Fear is

what I have everyday

when I wake up

and look

out the window

to hear the morning chaos

I expect

it to be a continuation

of what happened yesterday

and don’t feel I can let go

of it

yesterday

is my today

everyday

I don’t know how to be

create me

outside of what others

have done

or said to me

I don’t know how

to say things to myself

to remember myself

in every moment

enough to be so present

to laugh at what I like

and smile

when something makes me feel good

I’m always thinking

I might be wrong

someone might disagree

with how I see me

I see me

in my dreams

I’m stronger there

only there

can I imagine

that

something else

extraordinary could happen

to me

even though I don’t deserve it

work for it

push

your fear

out the window

after you open it

and don’t look and wonder

what will happen out there

wonder what will happen

in here

push