I Didn'T Want It Around

I sat and chatted with the fear I was given. I had grown accustomed to it and grew tired. And asked of it before I angered... Why it felt comfortable to sit with me. Why I had to look over my shoulder, To acknowledge its presence? And if it was not there... Why was I out to find it? To identify it. And attract it back into my life. And why was it closer to me than anyone? I wanted an answer. I looked fear in the face. And I demanded that it leave me. With doubt and all of its associates. I did not realize how easy that was. I knew then... For fear to go, I had to release my hold of it! It was only there because I allowed it to visit! And I didn't care who or what gave fear to me. I didn't want it around!