Fear Poem by Tom Holmes

The past came forward to mind
To haunt me before I knew
I thought she would be someone kind
but that was so untrue

If forward steps require strength
Then I may be to weak
The confidence is held at length
Before I can even speak

I wish, I hope, I beg, I pray
Yet I remain alone
I missed your inner beauty today
for this I must atone

Love gained, love lost, is great a risk
The fear is binding
I strive mightily to get past this
But the trail is winding