A new fear rises in my chest one that feels like fire but it doesn't burn me it just wakes me up a bright red fire this fear rises up in replacement of the fear and panic of guarding the cotton candy this new fear is as useless and pointless as the old fear but to live with out fear completely is impossible since we have to chose what to fear i bit the cotton candy with out the fear or losing it but with the fear of enjoying it fully biting it honestly not hiding the joy nor speeding the gulps not checking for any potential surrounding danger freeing myself of the fear of the truth
