Fear is near, fear is here.

What do I do? Never  go back there?

No, wait! I fell from the horse, I cannot loss, I will be the boss!

Straight back on the horse. Determination and stready coarse. 

Back on the horse. I did not loss for I stayed on coarse.

Despite the fear and fall, I had to stand tall among all!

Fear  no fall, fear no brawl.

I kept a steady coarse, and I dfid not loss!

Way to go, when you fall low, just never let go.