Fear

Standing in front of the window.
Staring out. I'm scared.
I have fear. Just like you.
Behind the steel mask, its me and my fear.
The uncertainty. The choices. The doubt.

Standing in front of the window.
Removing my amour. Breaking down.
My vision taken over by tears.

Would the dawn bring clarity?
Would the dusk bring answer?

I'm scared.



Nichole