Description
In the depths of the night, when darkness nears, A shiver down the spine, unbidden fears. Invisible phantoms that lurk and jeer, In the pome of fear, they often appear.
A racing heart, a trembling soul, Fear can take its heavy toll. It creeps in shadows, both far and near, In the corners of the mind, where it's not clear.
Fear of the unknown, of what's to come, In the face of danger, it makes us numb. But fear can also be a guiding light, A warning, a protector in the night.
In the pome of fear, we learn to cope, To summon courage, to find our hope. For in the darkest hours, we can find, The strength within, the fearless mind.
So let not fear hold you in its sway, In the face of challenges, come what may. In the pome of fear, we rise above, To conquer, to triumph, to find our love.