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I began to ration my writing, for fear I would dream through life as my father had done. I was afraid I had inherited a poisoned gene from him, a vocation without a gift.

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Fear Of Dying

I'm not afraid of standing still
I'm just afraid of being bored
I'm not afraid of speaking my mind
I'm just afraid of being ignored

I'm not afraid of feeling
and I'm not afraid of trying
I'm just afraid of losing
And I am afraid of dying

Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I do
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I...

I'm not afraid of being sick
I'm more afraid of being well
I'm not afraid
Put the gun in my hand
I'm just afraid it will hurt like (hurt like) hell

I'm not afraid of screaming
and I'm not afraid of crying
I'm just afraid of forgetting
And I am afraid of dying

Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I do
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I...

Fear of
Fear of
Fear of
Fear of

I'm not afraid of looking ugly
I couldn't care what they say
I'm not afraid of happy endings
I'm just afraid my life won't work that way

I'm not afraid of forgiveness
I absolve you everything
I'm not afraid of lying...
But I am afraid of dying

Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I do
Without you all I do is sit and think about you
Without you yes I...

song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Clear Hearts Grey Flowers
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A Father Should Love

A father is someone you run to
A loving person that will hold you like glue
A father is someone that will care
And he is always has wisdom to share
A father is a person that will encourage
Someone that will give you courage
He should kiss a knee if you scrape it
Even if it is just a little slit
He should be there to guide you
Someone that will stick with you all the way through
A father should me there for you
I love my father with all my heart
Someone that I’ve loved at the start
But I’m afraid of my father
Some people ask why I even bother
I try to reach to him and bring him back
But that is when he will attack
So I go alone ready to cry
Too afraid of this one lone guy
I sit alone because of what he did
And everyone knows what he did to his kid
I ‘m alone and dream of a day
That life itself won’t be so gray
I think of what he did to me
But then I realize that I’m finally free

poem by Heather Mueller
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No Thing To Fear

Fear source
No where
Fear source
No thing

Fear thought
Cold sweat
Fear thought
Shrieks

Fear dream
No time
Fear dream
No place

What am I afraid of?
What is that?
Fear come and get me
Do it now

Nothing happens..
Suddenly
Sublime grace
All encompassing light

All fear evaporated
New born
This moment
A breath of life

poem by Wim Haverkamp
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Fear Not the Unknown Face of Fear

You cant predict what you'll be afraid of next,
just hope with time the fear will fade.

I look back at all
that frightened me
as child and laugh.
Before cancer, organ failure,
global takeover or sudden car crash,
there were ufos, bolts of lightning,
Spielberg's E.T. and
thoughts of my parents divorcing,
peewee herman made me cry
as did the thought of my father
being deployed to fight in a foreign war.

There were the unknowns waiting in my closet,
the shadows lurking outside my window.
Thought of scorpions and blackwidows,
stinging and biting,
as I went to put on my shoes.

Then came the fear
of not being accepted as cool;
what brand is my shirt,
what brand are your shoes?

Fear to speak
afraid of judgment
afraid of asking for help
afraid of my own scary self
the fear of mirror reflection
afraid of peer rejection
fear of the snickers
afraid of the whispers
afraid of opinion
fear of the truth
fear of goodbyes
afraid of hellos
fear of the dark
afraid of the bed
fear of my own frightful head
wosrt of all the fears
the fear surrounding the dead

No fear now in the comforting voice,
assuring the fear is all inside my head.

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Life's A Gift

Life’s a gift for you to send
Life’s a gift for god to end
Life’s a gift now you’re with me
Life’s a gift for all to see
Life’s a gift when love is true
Life’s a gift when times look blue
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift even if UN just
Life’s a gift a ray of sun
Life’s a gift though your heads held to a gun
Life’s a gift when its handed on a tray
Life’s a gift even though it’s always on display
Life’s a gift it’s hard to understand how
Life’s a gift so take advantage of it now

poem by SharonAnn Dawson
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Afraid?

Too many people are afraid to speak.
Is it because they're too damned weak?
Afraid to stand out
afraid to shout
or just plain afraid and meek?

Too many people are afraid to yell.
Is it because they're afraid of hell?
Afraid of the crowd,
afraid to be loud
or just plain afraid of death's knell?

Too many people are afraid to hear.
Is it because of what they fear?
Afraid of the unknown,
afraid to be shown
or just plain afraid of what isn't clear?

Fear, fear
It is always here.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Stop Telling Yourself You Are Afraid

Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.

So many moments left and each precious.
Intoxicating fears no one should adopt.
Or caress with steps avoiding a happiness...
That comes with breath,
To breathe without regrets met!
That is the daily test one can master.
Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
Parade your life,
As if the gift given was right!

Just know each path has obstacles to pass.
To wonder if others have them...
And compare which ones are more daring,
Introduces fear.
Don't declare you invited fears approaching near.
Fear is used for one purpose!
To delay faith in doubt.
Carried on shoulders and displayed about.
To mask upon Sunless landscapes.

Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
Parade your life,
As if the gift given was right!
Command to lead.
Resist the bleeding of your emotions...
To allow weaknesses felt to be confirmed.
You did not earn that from your birth.
Your worth is much more valued!

Be bold!
Stop telling yourself you are afraid.
You are not here to sacrifice,
A life that hides from joy!
Employ satisfaction and live!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Nights

And some nights when I'm alone I still pray
because I'm afraid of hell
And some nights when I'm in bed I lie awake
because I'm afraid of hell

my father was a preacher
his father was a pilot
his father was a killer
his father was a father

and some nights when I'm alone I become all of these things

and these things, on some nights, make me pray for fear of hell

my friends all sleep so soundly
my friends all know where they're going
my friends all tell their secrets openly
my friends all steal my friends

and some nights when I'm alone I cry for Jesus
because I'm afraid of hell
and some nights when I'm in bed I long for heaven
because I'm afraid of hell

poem by Joshua Cutts
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Fear within my pain

what is fear?
how can you tell if you're afraid...

till the other night i thought that i feard nothing
but i do fear
within my pain
i am afraid of something that is not clear to me,

why do i fear something thats unknown to me
fear what is fear...

when i used to fear something i faced it

but i do not know what i fear i just feel afraid
i havent had a good nightssleep in days
even weeks
but why
i can not help but think
why fear, fear does not show weakness
but yet im weak
i can not face more days with this pain,
let along with this fear

poem by Stacy Bea
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Crawl Through The Darkness

Crawl through the darkness, fear all that don't, fate is a gift [x2]
Can you see the eyes and the daggers that follow?
Anything and everything that stand in the way
Wait, please wait, to the boy who hears the father
Reaching for his hand as his heart starts to sway [x2]
Crawl through the darkness, fear all that don't, fate is a gift [x4]
Truth by truth you'll break men in town
What makes a man drink
And another man cry
If not a gift
No change to make way
Through these fine hours of a our lonely lives
Through these fine hours of a our lonely lives
Crawl through the darkness, fear all that don't, fate is a gift [x4]
I need to be alone, I'm halfway to nowhere
More 'n the cold on now that I am alone
Wait means wait, to the boy and his father
Raching for a hand as my heart starts to sway [x2]
Crawl through the darkness, fear all that don't, fate is a gift [x5]

song performed by by Von Blondies
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Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?

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Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
Not Death—for who is He?
The Porter of my Father's Lodge
As much abasheth me!

Of Life? 'Twere odd I fear [a] thing
That comprehendeth me
In one or two existences—
As Deity decree—

Of Resurrection? Is the East
Afraid to trust the Morn
With her fastidious forehead?
As soon impeach my Crown!

poem by Emily Dickinson
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A Poisoned Gift

Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendor of your death still fresh to behold

In your neck an open wound
To spawn life into your Love
And to feed the creatures of our world

We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love
Which condemned us to forever fly alone

We have experienced an aged potion
The wine of life which stole us light
May we gather again and be as one
And to forever relish in the twin joys

As we taste from the poisoned gift of love

Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendour of your dance still there to behold

Our legend is a sin in tongues
To eternal sleep

song performed by by Moonspell from Irreligious
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Mercy Me

Father where are you in my life?
I look for you..., in my wife,
I dream you hold me up,
Let me drink..., from your cup,
You know I left you, to taste life,
Father..., all I found is strife,

Mercy... is my cry,
Love please... don't you die,
Father... make it quick,
Let Mercy be your trick,

I found in the heart of man,
A hole just the size of a can,
It is easy to forget,
With love there's no regret,
Please see me for who I am,
Father.., I am just a man,

Through pain and loss of life,
Comes a knowing of what is right,
I see now that I left your side,
With no thought of where to hide,
Deep within my heart it lies,
A sea of love to you it cries,

Let my fear and greed...,
Please not betray your seed,
Don't bleed a tear from your eye,
But lift me up so not to die,
Father..., I need your vision,
Endless love, no more derision,

Mercy... is my cry,
Love please... don't you die,
Father... make it quick,
Let Mercy be your trick,

My dream is but to alight,
Your heavenly steps, tonight,
To feel your warm glow,
And your love..., to know,
Then all men will leave fear,
For you have shed your tear.

April 2012

poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVI: Fear

I don’t afraid of being old, I’m only afraid of being weak
I don’t afraid of being ugly, I’m only afraid of being useless
I don’t afraid of being nameless, I’m only afraid of being not loved
I don’t afraid of being lost, I’m only afraid of being blind
I don’t afraid of being dumb, I’m only afraid of being hopeless
I don’t afraid of being poor, I’m only afraid of being ungrateful
I don’t afraid of being loser, I’m only afraid of being coward
I don’t afraid of being bound, I’m only afraid of being fake
I don’t afraid of being wrong, I’m only afraid of being oblivious
I don’t afraid of being suffered, I’m only afraid of being surrender
I don’t afraid of being alone, I’m only afraid of being bored
I don't afraid of being loss, I'm only afraid of being lied

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Crucify Me

I hurt the ones I love the most.
My truths, they were all lies.
It was too late when I realized.
That she had said goodbye.

Say Goodbye to all I was.
That person is no more.
He took his things and packed them up.
And threw him out the door

I was the unholy trinity.
It was me, myself & I.
Living my life just like a blind man.
While life around me died.

All the drugs and alcohol.
The lies, deceit and lust.
The ways of me were acid.
Dissolving all the trust.

When all was lost I took a chance.
Fell to my knees and prayed.
I was tired of the unholy trinity.
And always being afraid.

I heard a voice, so soft and calm.
He told me what to do.
“I can take your life all full of lies,
And make your dreams come true.”

“Confront your past.”, the voice it said.
“See everything you've done.”.
I did and vowed to change my ways.
My new life had begun.

His grace and mercy took my past.
He pulled it from my chest.
And then I was as light as air.
I finally felt at rest.

The first gift I received that day.
It was my Father's eyes.
I now saw things in a different light.
And I began to rise.

He took my soil, and broke it up.
His seeds began to root.
I knew the hill was steep and long.
But I looked forward to His fruit.

Down the path I journeyed on.
I failed but still I tried.
I knew I could do anything.
With Jesus by my side.

When things they seemed impossible.
I could no longer climb the hill.
Then I received His second gift.
The gift of Jesus' will.

So there it was, my roman cross.
My feet and hands I nailed.
I knew just what I had to do.
To succeed where I had failed.

I hung on the cross, it hurt so bad.
But knew this was the way.
To win back the ones that I hurt so bad.
It was the price I had to pay.

Her heart began to soften.
As I hung there bruised and broke.
I'd stay up there til it was done.
I'd do just as He spoke.

He showed me love is action.
And In his actions I believe.
So on my cross I will remain.
Until His third gift I receive.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Afraid To Live And Afraid Of Dying

(Porter Wagoner)
They say most anything you eat could hurt your health
Be careful what you drink, don't harm yourself
And pollution in the air might make you sick
Makes you afraid to live, afraid that you might die too quick
Do the men that quote this danger really know
Life is gift to be enjoyed and not to worry so
The biggest danger sign that we should know
Make sure we're right with God, as through this world we go
We're afraid to live 'cause we're afraid of dyin'
And afraid to love the one we love, afraid they might be lyin'
We can't enjoy life when they say each thing might bring an early grave
We're afraid to live 'cause we're afraid of dyin'
Do the men that quote this danger really know?
Life is gift to be enjoyed, why worry so?
The biggest danger sign that we should know
Make sure we're right with God, as through this world we go
Make sure we're right with God, as through this world we go

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Fear In The Middle Of The Night

FEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

Fear in the middle of the night-
Fear and horrible imaginings-
Fear of my life,
Fear for those I love and our world,
Fear in the early morning
Fear and more fear-
Fear broken a bit by the light,
Fear broken a bit by morning prayer,
Fear broken a bit by ‘learning’,
Fear broken a bit by writing,
Fear broken a bit by morning coffee,
Fear less-
Fear in the neck and in the mind-
Fear down the spine-
Fear less in the light,
Fear of the night
Fear of the morning,
Fear of my life,
Fear for those I love and our world,
Fear.
Fear and fear less-
In the writing
In the prayer before prayer-
In the walking outside up to Shul
In the morning light
Fear gone for now,
Fear.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Postnatal Depression

I fear my little child.

I fear that she will not feed and grow strong and healthy,
I fear that she will stop breathing when I am out of the room or selfishly asleep,
I fear that she will become ill because of something I have done or did not do,
I fear that she will be in pain and I will not know why.

I fear that her father will reject her,
I fear that her father will reject me,
I fear that her father will compete for her love and that she will love him more,
I fear that her father will be distant and that she will not love him enough.

I fear that others will think that I am incompetent,
I fear that others will assume that I am capable,
I fear that others will force upon me unhelpful or unwanted advice,
I fear that others will believe I can cope.

I fear the loneliness of endless days without contact,
I fear the emptiness of endless nights without love,
I fear the weakness of endless days without proper meals,
I fear the weariness of endless nights without sleep.

I fear inexperience.
I fear uncertainty.
I fear guilt.
I fear despair.

I fear my little child.

poem by Teedy Dawn
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Thank You Father

Thank You Father,
For giving me this life that I live.
Thank You Father,
For giving me the chances to forgive.
I believe in You...
I pray each day to prove that I do!

Thank You Father,
The Keeper and Ruler of Love.
Thank You Father,
You're ALL things on Earth...and Above.
You opened up my eyes,
Your power can not be denied.

I dream of a life that is full
And giving!
To dream of a world
Where all people live in peace.
In true harmony released!

Thank You Father,
My soul will flow eternally.
Thank You Father,
The breath that I breathe
Just could not be.
In everything I do...
I ask of you
To help me see things through.

I know You are there with me every hour.
And each day...
It is clear that You're everywhere!
With You...
Why should I despair?

Thank You Father,
For giving me this life that I live.
Thank You Father,
For giving me the chances to forgive.
In everything I do...
My purpose here,
Is pleasing only You!

Thank You Father.
Thank You Father!
Thank You...
Father!