To Peel the Fear...
The Fear was always Near
It caked heavy mud around my legs
It trottled my rasping throat
It chocked my very last grain of hope
The Fear was so tangibly Here
It pretended to represent what's real
It tempered my goals and dreams and hopes
It pestered my every attempt to heal
My stick stepped Up
It caned the fear
It shook me into action
It carried me towards new traction
I now know to Peel the Fear
I now know what is left after I finish the peeling
It is the overwhelming, positive, freedom feeling
that offers a strong patient promise
far beyond the hold of that un-peeled threathening fear
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