Growing Through A Fight
Fear was a word that followed the boogeyman
It described how I felt about zombies, and things beyond the imagination of man
But as I grew older those fears grew weak
And arose a creature seemingly impossible to defeat
It slithers and crawls around my being
It attacks and tortures with no plausible meaning
It turns a joyful day into a dreadful one
And it’s not too far away when its senses my fun
I search for heroes and weapons to fight it
But it knows my actions before the idea is lit
This creature is vast and controls many lives
And its victims are connected through its punishing ties
Sometimes it gives fair warnings before its ambush
Even still it’s stronger against my strenuous push
As I age I’ve gathered strategies
To bring the fearful being to its knees
Many of us are fighting this great fight
But united together we strengthen our might
For I will not let my fear get the best of me
I am stronger than it, I will overcome anxiety