What is the point of fear?

What is the point of fear?

What is the point of fear?

When all it seems to do,

Is stop us from doing the things,

We always wanted to.

 

What is the point of fear?

To protect us from the pain?

But when fear shows its ugly head,

It’s stop us playing the game.

 

What is the point of fear?

When so much of its irrational,

It can stop you in your tracks,

Could it be biological.

 

Fear is good, in small doses,

But it needs to know its place,

When you’re afraid it can be so obvious,

You can see it on your face.

 

As irrational as a fear may seem,

To those it doesn’t effect,

Do not judge the terrified person,

You don’t know the reason yet,

 

Take my irrational fear of curbs,

They themselves cause no pain,

But this is of no consequence,

To the story that plays in my brain.

 

Take that friend afraid of crowds,

Even the grouping of a few,
You have no idea where in their head,

There mind is taking them too.

 

What is the point of fear?

I think that’s up to you,

Personally, I try to take the fear,

And make me push me through.