FEAR

F. E. A. R.

Four little letters,

When placed together,

May topple empires,

Today these letters,

Describe myself,

For I’m unaware of what may come,

What may happen,

What may be here,

And maybe,

What is already to late,

The seeds of fear,

Have been planted,

Being watered only by,

The tears of sadness,

Forced out by pain,

Of the unknown.