The Bondage of Fear

There was none..
None...
Numb for a long period...
Then...
Then, there was a taste, bitter and dark, deep inside at the back of my mouth...
What has happened?
It was so bitter that i hardly swallow it deep...Then, i remembered....
It was the taste of fear...The fear of myself, you, and the rest of the people in this world...
This is why fear has no great literature for it...
Words that are bound to it are never revealed as the bitterness dissolves the sound that comes out from the mouth..
Fear is not something bad...
The one that fears is the one that still has hope...
No matter how small the hope is...