consequences of fear

we fear death, pain

and heartache

even in moments

when our bodies decay

we dwell in fear and dismay

our fear run deep

it never dries

even when we conquer it  

it never dies

just manifests itself

in those we love

those who care

though they do

in trying to act strong

and fearless

we hurt the most

the pain we cause relentless

though they bare

the punches thrown

their tolerance for pain

slowly fades

till hard choices remain

hard choices they must make

cut ties or reside

with a sinking ship

fuelled by pain, rage and fear

the punches we take

seldom with fists

but words whose origins

remain unknown

whose impact not clearly shown

yet to the core they travel

leaving a soul bruised and battered