What's Your Greatest Fear?
Is it the silence of an empty room,
A life untouched by love’s sweet bloom?
The fading light, the nearing end,
The thought of breaking and not to mend?
Is it the dark where shadows creep,
Or dreams that vanish while you sleep?
The fear of failing when you try,
Or bitter truths in a friendly lie?
Perhaps it’s time’s unyielding hand,
The grains that slip through shifting sand.
To see your youth, your strength decay,
And watch your glory fade away.
Is it the thought of being alone,
A stranger lost, no place called home?
Or being seen and cast aside,
No refuge left, no place to hide?
Is it regret for paths not taken,
The bonds you broke, the hearts forsaken?
Or words unspoken, heavy, near,
That echo softly, laced with fear?
Perhaps it’s loss, a love withdrawn,
The empty chair when they are gone.
The aching void, the hollow sound,
Of memories left all around.
Is it a dream you failed to chase,
The haunting thought of wasted space?
To know the chance that slipped away,
Forever lost to yesterday?
Is it the weight of others' gaze,
Their judgment sharp, their silent haze?
To feel exposed, to wear their scorn,
And wish you’d never been born?
Or is it change that grips your soul,
The loss of things you can’t control?
The world that shifts, the tides that turn,
The bridges crossed, the ones that burn?
Yet fear, though vast, can light a spark,
A guiding flame within the dark.
To face it bold, to stand sincere,
That’s how you conquer your greatest fear.
So tell me now, what keeps you still,
What stirs the dark, what bends your will?
For in that space, your strength is near,
What’s your greatest fear?
A life untouched by love’s sweet bloom?
The fading light, the nearing end,
The thought of breaking and not to mend?
Is it the dark where shadows creep,
Or dreams that vanish while you sleep?
The fear of failing when you try,
Or bitter truths in a friendly lie?
Perhaps it’s time’s unyielding hand,
The grains that slip through shifting sand.
To see your youth, your strength decay,
And watch your glory fade away.
Is it the thought of being alone,
A stranger lost, no place called home?
Or being seen and cast aside,
No refuge left, no place to hide?
Is it regret for paths not taken,
The bonds you broke, the hearts forsaken?
Or words unspoken, heavy, near,
That echo softly, laced with fear?
Perhaps it’s loss, a love withdrawn,
The empty chair when they are gone.
The aching void, the hollow sound,
Of memories left all around.
Is it a dream you failed to chase,
The haunting thought of wasted space?
To know the chance that slipped away,
Forever lost to yesterday?
Is it the weight of others' gaze,
Their judgment sharp, their silent haze?
To feel exposed, to wear their scorn,
And wish you’d never been born?
Or is it change that grips your soul,
The loss of things you can’t control?
The world that shifts, the tides that turn,
The bridges crossed, the ones that burn?
Yet fear, though vast, can light a spark,
A guiding flame within the dark.
To face it bold, to stand sincere,
That’s how you conquer your greatest fear.
So tell me now, what keeps you still,
What stirs the dark, what bends your will?
For in that space, your strength is near,
What’s your greatest fear?
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