Day 19 Think of your greatest fear

10/19/23 9:05 AM

Day 19

Think of your greatest fear. Imagine that you finally confront it. Write lyrics about how you imagine the events unfolding in your mind. Take care to write your lyrics in a tactful way if you don’t want anyone knowing the lyrics are about you.

 

Don't Fear FEAR 

 

Trying to think of my greatest fear

Sounds like tempting fate

Sure things could be worse

Or better

But it doesn't keep me up late

If it's not inside already, why

Why would I invite it?

 

What good to test my boat's hull with a hammer?

My window glass with a brick?

To poke holes in the armor

I've spent a lifetime forging

Just seems like a bad idea

Falling down into a canyon

Some bottomless abyss

Used to be a fear I had

Like ceasing to exist

 

Growing old, becoming less

I've already had to own

And death seems like a friend

When you've lived your life alone

Point a weapon at my face

Test me if I flinch

Probably, yes, I suppose

I might just fail the test

I've walked straight into

The darkest places

I've opened Pandora's box

I've followed threads to their conclusion

It ain't nothin'

Fear ain't nothin' at all

Nothing to fear if it's already here

My ignorance is bliss

But if you insist, here's a list

Some of the fears that I possess

 

Surprises -- any and all, can still throw me off my game

Things not working out -- I've accepted, that's the norm

Things breaking -- they kind of do that, regardless  

People hating -- they do that too, I know the world is heartless

Losing things and people -- I've learned don't be attached

Losing my mind -- what would be so bad about that?

Being abandoned -- I've done it, I expect it will be done to me

Not caring -- perhaps, but only intellectually

 

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I wasn't really feeling this one. I am not in a fearful frame of mind at this time. More frustrated, really, if I have to put a label on what it is I feel most. Close second, would be the sprinkling of melancholy, the tidbits of sadness, that I have to set out intentionally, as kindling, to get any kind of empathic reaction. I use sadness like a spice, sparingly, these days. 

I'm just not afraid...but maybe I should be? 

 

Like fear of underperforming. Might that not make me try harder, achieve more? Fear of people not liking me could be helpful, might make me more considerate. Fear, like pain, exists for a reason. A warning: "Look out! Go the other way!" 

Oh, and I guess fear doesn't scare me as much because I have fond memories of my punk days, and FEAR was my favorite band for a time.