Fear (BAK) *pre 2013*

There is a time when one feels invincible.
As if they are everyone else’s iron pillar of comfort
that they must show that there isn’t anything in the world that can
torture, terrorize, torment and too many more to name that can scare them at all.
They act, act and act almost all of their lives…;
pleasing, pretending, providing, and protecting the four P’s of love and agony.
All together before they know it they’ve already lost themselves,
thinking what they’re doing is the right thing.
Yet, they’re so busy thinking that they’re helpful.
It’s when someone sits them down
and tells them about someone else’s piece of life’s work,
that they realize...
That they aren’t as strong, not as ‘invincible',
'untouchable’ as they thought they were.
No because then like a slap in the face they realize it.
What they’re most honestly and truly really afraid of are the thing so simple but more complex than any rubix cube in the world.
Those things are love and loneliness.
Yes I was apart of the ‘they’ and ‘them’ that pretend.
I have lost myself…
I lost the battle for individuality.

*Epilouge*
But now I have been motivated to get up and try again. I may have lost a battle or two but, I’ll win the war, to find the ultimate prize I’ve been seeking for, my original self.