No More Fear

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Is fear a vice? 

Do we accept it like a weighted blanket of security?

Are we comfortable in our worries?

Is fear a friend?

Do we like hiding when things are hard?

Do we like running with the excuse of fear?

We can't live without fear,

Without first admitting that we like it.

We can't be above fear, 

Until we've stopped succumbing to it.

We can't quit our addiction,

Without admitting that we have one.

Fear is a liar, 

Fear is a foe.

Fear is the restriction to live.

I admit to listening to fear's lies,

I admit to hiding behind fear's doors.

I admit to wanting to lie under fear's blanket.

I admit to becoming numb in fear's darkness. 

No more. 

Fear, you don't control me.