Fear Poem by Dina Raven

I fear no one
I fear things
Hateful things as life
It's hard to, but I manage
Question me.
Go ahead.
I have no answers
Only deep fear.
I'd end my life
The long suffering
But it's not worth it
I will not show my defeat
I'll stand straight
With my hand up high
Holding a candle of despair
Yes. I feel pain.
Yes. I show pain.
Yes. I admit it hurts.
But, no. I don't know why.
I'm just another weak human being
Maybe even weaker than you.
But it makes me not a bit worse
Than any of the fellow wings.
Fear equals weakness
weakness is me.
So am I the fear itself?