Poems of a Breaking Heart

Fear

Fear overwhelms me, but sometimes I beat it,

mostly on the days I don't just sit.

Those days are the days I stew in my thoughts,

I've lost my car in the infinite lots.

I parked it there, so sure that I knew,

that being there wasn't just convenient to do.

But when I can't find it at all,

in a black pit do I fall.

On the days that I'm busy and sure I'm in the right lot,

I feel like I've picked the most perfect spot.

Then, there are days with no feelings in tow,

and I'm almost positive I'm in the right row.

I'm so close, I can see it now,

then, the fear creeps back in and takes a bow.

I'm here now, you see,

my fear says to me,

you're not as happy as you seem to be.