Title: The Way I Fear To Be
Author: Heather P.

I have fears that have come to be,

Set in my ways as to breathe.

They are a part of me,

Not to be let go of easily.

I cry and whine because of them,
Alone in bed.

When the world has collasped around me,
And I can not see any more,

But then it ends,
I feel a hand of peace:

I am still.