Fear

He lives in Fear

My dear

He can't hear

Due to the fear

Fear for his heart

Right from the start

He was taught to be fearless

To be strong

Taught to be perfect

Never flawed

Wasn't accepted

From the start

That is why

He fears for his heart

He can't comprehend

He was taught to pretend

That his feelings are weak

Emotions are meant to critique

When in reality

The analogy

"Be strong show no emotion"

Goes against the flow of the ocean

He must grow to express

The feelings he believes he must suppress

Because to be "strong"

Means to be weak

This is why he fears for his heart

He was taught to be weak

Right from the start

He never learned trust

Only lust

Always told to perfect

Not accept

He tries to change

To Rearrange

But the darkness grows

To meet status quos

While he buries

The loving thoughts he carries

And hides

The light inside

And builds the fear

In his heart

That stops him from loving

From the start

He waves his red flags

For me to see

My therapist told me

To let him be

Yet here I stay

I don't want to go away

I deal with the pain

Just to hear from him I am vain

He tells me I am weak

He says I am crazy

He has no idea

What I can carry

We may stop living in fear

For the heart

When we learn how to show love

Right from the start

Maybe he will take my hand

Maybe he will understand

That there is a light

That will shine so bright

If we look within

And truly listen

To what we project

Just try to accept

Let our feelings connect

There is no need to hide

That light inside

After some time

You will find

There is no need to burry

The kind thoughts we carry

When we look within and truly listen

We find the love in the heart

That was meant to shine

Right from the start

-Tara Myers

When I feel overwhelmed, when I feel like I can't get an emotion or concept out, I turn to writing. Lately, I have been writing songs and poems. Turning my emotions and feelings into flowing words calms me down and sends waves of comfort and coolness throughout my body. Instead of fighting my thoughts or feelings, I have started creating with them. I like the outcome.