Fear the Fear

I lie in bed at night

Terrified of tomorrows light

I fear the ghost under the bed

Imagining it’s shape

I let it seal my fate

I let it live inside my head

But shake it off I can’t, I won’t

Cause what would I write about if I don’t

Fear the fear inside my bones

I form a knot of stress

It is a god damn mess

I fear the rest in happiness

I place upon my chest

A rigid heaviness

So I may moan about it’s weight

But shake it off I can’t, I won’t

Cause what would I write about if I don’t

Shake it off I can’t, I won’t

Cause what would I write about

What would I write about

And what would I be about if I don’t fear the fear inside my bones