I used to live beneath its shadow, Thinking it was part of me. Fear would whisper quiet lies, And I… let it make my destiny. Sometimes I wore it like a blanket, Wrapped in its cold embrace. But it was just an empty echo, A ghost I chose to face. One day I stood up stronger, Looked inside and found the spark. No more running, no more silence — I became what once was dark. I am the fear, the fire, the thunder, The voice that roars in quiet wonder. And when I walked through every land, I saw that fear was made of sand. It’s only air, a veil, a story, A shadow born of borrowed glory. But when you face it eye to eye, It disappears… and lets you fly. We like to shape it, give it reason, Build a cage, pretend it’s fate. We feed it with our hesitation, And call it wisdom when we wait. But fear has no form, no body, No soul, no truth, no sound. And once you stop believing it… It crumbles to the ground. Now I walk without the chains, No longer hiding from the flame. Fear was just a fading echo… And love is all that remains. And love is all that remains. , No longer hiding from the flame. Fear was just a fading echo… And love is all that remains.
