The Name is Fear.
Sweet songs,
sifting.
Hold on,
hope’s in you.
Dear child,
keep your lips widely speaking.
Honey,
please smile.
The name,
Brings me back to preschool,
When I couldn't speak.
I needed speech therapy to train my undeveloped mouth and brain.
The name
Reminded me of ocean and veneer-
A calmly wild covering of waves that stuck to my tongue
And the t-t-t-taste of his sweet
Name is s-s-s-salty,
Gritty, fine, concise.
The name is hard for me to digest.
It c-c-c-crawls
From the tip of the pen on the letter N,
Curves at the A above my chest,
Into the mountains of the letter M,
And exits the name through the E's period.
That name,
wraps around my brain,
A million miles,
faster than the nerves sent
Down my spine-
Chills, fever,
Multiple sclerosis got my mind dysfunctioning.
This name-
That name-
The name-
This ink is bleeding-
Relapses remitting repetition-
Body's numbing and tingling-
N-A-M-E.
The name,
Is entitled anonymous.
Let's say quiet...
How'd about isolated?
Implanted?
An inception?
Stutters to my sl...sl...slurrrrrred speech,
Tripping over his name in my big dreams.
This name,
has sticks and stones
That will shake my bones
Out of my skin-
Break this membrane
And expose that the n-n-n-name---
Is only turning the wheels of my stomach.
The invisible virus
that develops every person’s day.
The name,
is F-E-A-R.
FEAR,
sneaks at the door
to the core
of what matters to us the most.
FEAR
is F - False E-Expectations A - About R - Reality.
FEAR,
makes our Faith Exit and Run.
FEAR,
is Forgetting Everything And Reacting.
This whisper,
is False Evidence Appearing Real.
FEAR,
does not have to be our friend any longer.
Why not,
we take a stand -
Face Everything And Rise.
Realize
that assumptions make us fall into
deserted destinations.
and makes it hard for us to speak
truth against lies,
to vent our w-w-w-worries and bottle up the stress.
Realize
that this creates addictions
to medicate the emptiness as a solution.
And a cure to FEAR,
is to be that unexpected smile on the street,
a “good morning” to her day,
the little light of encouragement while all is dark,
the open door for a broken heart.
The hope
that you can be put into one piece again
and your v-v-v-voice, counts.
FEAR,
is just an expectation making you lower
than who you are meant to be.
Fearless,
brave,
outstanding,
creative,
intelligent,
beautiful.
Because,
you are.
Sweet songs,
sifting.
Hold on,
hope’s in you.
Dear child,
keep your lips widely speaking.
Honey,
please smile.