Scaring,
Waiting,
Fearing,
I knew this day
Would come for me
And what I hoped for,
Would vanish.
Always wondering
Mental or physical?
Which one is better
To suffer from?
The fear,
It has a legacy,
And cannot be
Destroyed
Ever.
So it waits,
It watches,
It knows.
But when will it
Strike?
In the darkness?
Or out in the sun?
Will it ever
Give it a rest?
It waits for me
To give up,
Surrender,
It knows
I cannot last long.
It is smart.
It knows me
Better
Than I know myself.
There is
Nothing
I can do,
But only to make
This painful ride
Happy,
Even for a short
Distance.
For happiness can
Drown out fear,
But fear,
Always wins
In the end.
Mental or physical?