Fear

Fear is that empty feeling
Inside one’s stomach
And it makes a person tremble.
Your palms become sweaty
And suddenly,
You can’t think logically.
You freeze in your spot,
Sometimes covering your eyes.

I can’t tell you what gives you fear,
But I can tell you what scares me.
Fear is when I look down from a high spot
And imagine how the fall would be.
Fear is looking at the face of a clown
Whose makeup forms tears
And whose mouth is covered with a mask.
Fear is the moving shadows;
Fear is the random voices I heard.
Fear is getting a vicious disease
Nobody has ever heard of.

Fear is a fearsome fellow.