Fear of the Unknown <br /> <br />The fear of the unknown <br />Does not scare me anymore, <br />Waking up in pain, same as the day before, <br />My eyes adjust to light, trying to make things seem right, <br />Yet shapes and figures, I can barely make out, <br />Leaving me troubled and deep in doubt. <br />My hands no longer function the same as before, <br />It’s hard to clean and dress myself, can barely open the door. <br />So the door remains shut, keeping me locked in, <br />Leaving me to play alone with the demons from within. <br />My feet cut and scarred, I cannot feel them anymore, <br />My legs now feeble and weak, I cannot walk like before, <br />So what else should I expect, to now hurt me so much more? <br /> <br />Well, I’ll take what you give me and <br />oh, so much more, ‘cause <br />The fear of the unknown, <br />Does not scare me anymore. <br /> <br />…Bring it on!<br /><br />Fab Ricciardi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fear-of-the-unknown-3/
