Most people have one major fear
Yet I have three: Disappointment, Hurt, and Failure.
Disappointment from others and with others cuts me like a shear.
Hurting loved ones scares me more than a spiral fracture.
Failure paralyzes my existence making my end seem near.
Trusting others requires a heart immune to jeer.
Reality however is full of diverging conjecture.
Indifference a long range weapon, pierces like a spear.
Positivity however is reality’s blooper.
Openness to change is looked upon as a moody leer.
Devastated by these realities, I set my tripod on every frontier.
Wanting to be heard and understood led me to face a sneer
Often worn by those I thought were
Real friends or loved ones I held dear.
Kantikoy of affection, I realize requires an archer
Sable with indifference yet always ready to veer.