I often am burdened with a deeply rooted dread,
It usually attacks the good thoughts in my head.
I feel an anguishing fear and a somber discord,
In my every day life I feel the fear try to hoard.
I feel fear of simple things like talking to strangers,
I feel unease and anxiety as if there were dangers.
I have a fear of going out and fear of staying home,
And fear of being overwhelmed and also being alone.
Irrational as it seems the pain inflict is too real,
Fear is segregating me with each passion it does steal.
I must stand and face my fears until they fade away,
And when the fear departs I’ll know freedom on that day.
~David Phillips~
It usually attacks the good thoughts in my head.
I feel an anguishing fear and a somber discord,
In my every day life I feel the fear try to hoard.
I feel fear of simple things like talking to strangers,
I feel unease and anxiety as if there were dangers.
I have a fear of going out and fear of staying home,
And fear of being overwhelmed and also being alone.
Irrational as it seems the pain inflict is too real,
Fear is segregating me with each passion it does steal.
I must stand and face my fears until they fade away,
And when the fear departs I’ll know freedom on that day.
~David Phillips~
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