Fear


As I sit on the edge of my bed,
I wonder what today will bring.
Today is another day, you see,
But once again, Fear comes
And He refuses to leave.

My thoughts are no longer mine.
Instead, they belong to Him.
He who comes every day.
He who never lets me breathe.

Tomorrow is another day, you see,
but tomorrow Fear will not come.
He who comes every day.
He who never lets me breathe.
Tomorrow will be different.

Fear will leave me tomorrow, you see,
because no longer will I try to run.
No longer will I try to hide.

He who comes every day.
He who never lets me breathe.
Today will be the last day,
that I let Fear take over me.

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