Fear--- blue, cold, torn, dreaded, frosty that impacts the routine; fractured schemes of unstable balances labelled my palate iron and agony. Unassuming agent of eternal pain, the constant epithet that blocks vanities and floods my head with old melodies. Faithful fear, eternal companion of my lost dreams, relaxes your pressure, remembers those days when we sign the truce before dark presents, defeats assumed, and wandered anxiously, looking for other smiles. Fear, leave me alone consumed in my silences, there is not so much sorrow in this simple life.
