MY BEST FRIEND FEARThanks for reading The Words Whispers! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Early on in life, I met him through the weapons my father held in his hands to discipline us. I met him when I saw my older brother’s eyes bleeding and later on when my younger brother was crying on the floor as the broom hit him. I became close to fear and he told me everything that would happen if I didn’t bring home to my father a report card that said 1st Place or do the things he wishes for me to do. What would happen if I wasn’t a good kid? He told me that I could end up like my brother - sent away to relatives. As I grew older, he would tell me exactly what could happen to me. He would tell me of the pain, sorrows and more. And so I listened. I did what he expected of me to avoid the pain, the sorrows and more. Fear and I became best friends. He protected me and I thank him for it, but now I found someone else so I must let go of my best friend.
Beautiful, beautiful words.
Sublime.