• Fear resides in everyone, no matter if they say, "I'm not afraid of anything." It's a lie, they just want took strong and brave, but inside, they're truly afraid.

    You ask me, what is my deepest, darkest fear? I ignore you, as if I didn't hear. My fear is a secret, that no one must know, I would do anything, for my fear to go.

    You ask me again, I smile, and I say nothing, and I walk away. You start to spread rumors, about me and my fear, I ignore all the rumors, and the abuse, because I know, I know the truth.

    My friends are the only ones that know my fear, they know my broken past, where my fear lives. You ask me my fear one last time, then I sigh.

    I'm afraid of the dark, I reveal, then you laugh at me, as if I weren't for real. You tell me to be true, and I tell you I was, then you laugh at me more, for my so called child-ish fear, but you wouldn't laugh, if you were there.

    My friends don't laugh, because they know why, why I'm afraid of the dark, how he began the breaking of my life.