All ye Tremble

I fear Fear.

I fear
being left,
Forgotten, with no one there
To find me.
I fear
getting lost
from myself, and
Never finding my way back again.
I fear
having no one
To keep me company
In the unyielding dark.
I fear
loosing my most cherished,
and never being able to
Reveal what is
To the others.
I fear
the others, and
Letting them see my unseen
Reflection.

But yet, I have no fear
Of being left by lonesome,
In the mindful quiet
Isolated from The others,
Keeping myself the company
For which I crave,
tracking my own path,
Through the thicket
That is the journey
Of this life…

Who knows really knows the way?
The path for which their destiny lays, and
Where they will end
When they have nothing left, but the
Fear that I fear.

Who really knows?