Fear races like ice in my blood, sharp and wild,
threading my veins with a tremble I can’t deny.
It grips me tight, a shiver in the dark,
yet in its clutch, I feel the pulse of might.
Every heartbeat roars, a drum of defiance,
pushing me past the shadows that cling.
Fear’s a storm, but I’m the fire inside,
burning bright, I rise, I fight, I live.