The ability to act
When filled with fear
Shows the heart
courageous
But
My fear holds me back
From doing what I want
It’s the pain, the ache, the unknown
Why am I so scared
When it’s all I dream of
Why am I a coward
When I want the courage
So desperately
So desolately
Please, courageous heart
Don’t fail me
Poetry Woe is Me 