Fear the Fear

I lie in bed at night
Terrified of tomorrows light
I fear the ghost under the bed
Imagining it’s shape
I let it seal my fate
I let it live inside my head
But shake it off I can’t, I won’t
Cause what would I write about if I don’t
Fear the fear inside my bones
I form a knot of stress
It is a god damn mess
I fear the rest in happiness
I place upon my chest
A rigid heaviness
So I may moan about it’s weight
But shake it off I can’t, I won’t
Cause what would I write about if I don’t
Shake it off I can’t, I won’t
Cause what would I write about
What would I write about
And what would I be about if I don’t fear the fear inside my bones