Thief of Fates
By: Maya Mascoll
My hands start to sweat and I
feel a tightness in my chest.
There’s something about facing my fears
that makes me instantly destressed.
Am I afraid because I know I won’t win?
Or is there another reason there’s this turmoil within?
I have the heart of a warrior, unless I am faced
with the very things that cause my mind to race.
I have normal fears, of spiders and dogs and of shadows in the dark
but I do also fear being alone and forgotten and leaving the world without a mark.
You see fear is just a tool,
something that’s real and innate,
yet we must be aware because
fear can steal our fate.