Fears

I wrote this at 1.26 in the morning on 8th March. If I was reading this and giving my take on it, I'd come up with something very different from what I meant. If you've got any ideas as to what it's about.....feel free to let me know.


Floating on a cloud,
Wondering to nowhere,
Pondering on nothing.
Superficial fears we hold
All the fears of weird.
People, places and unfamiliar territory,
But of what is there to be scared?
You asked an easy question,
I do not know the answer.
I've pondered, yet nothing,
Deeply embedded nonsense
Ask and you shall gain
On most occasions.
The biggest fear it seems
Is lying in a dream.
Panic is odd
Why does it happen?
Circumstances beyond everyday monotony
Emotions run riot
Though they aren't even there.
This is not fear
It's absolute absurdity!
Hiding from nothing
Running from no-one
Problems arise times after time.
Tackle each one like a fly
With a spray.
Fear isn't the word
Emptiness is all that's there.
Afraid to let the shine out.


Amazingness......this was a response to your question. And the answer I have come up with.....when I really really really think hard about it....is nothing. Any that I do have are very much superficial. I have mu hang-ups, stupid things, I am aware.

I have given this poetry thing a go a couple of times. well....three. I didn't think....I just wrote.