Tears From Fears

• Poet Poet, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2007

The tears fall down my face,
I’m alone in a cluttered, small space,
I nearly drown in my pool of tears,
Tears from which came from my fears,
Fears of never reaching my dream,
I wave goodbye as it floats downstream,
I wish I had drowned in my pool of tears,
Then there wouldn’t be any more fears,
But, instead I chose to come back,
To give my dream another crack,
I need someone to hold me tight,
To wipe away the tears and tell me I’ll be all right,
But it’s only me and my negative thoughts,
Negative thoughts that leave me distraught,
I get a grip of myself and my body lands,
I wipe away the tears with my shaky hands,
I tell myself, ‘I’ll be all right,
I’m not giving up without a fight’,
Slowly, my dream comes back upstream,
It was truly the best sight I’d ever seen,
I reach out, clench it, and hold it strong,
Maybe my negative thoughts were wrong,
‘I can do this, I know I can,’
I say like I had just began,
‘I’ll never let go, I’ll hold on tight,
I will try and achieve with all my might’.