Hour 7: Fearless

Out you damn thing, out you fear!
You are just a four-letter word
And yet you take on gigantic proportions

You spread your tentacles everytime I begin new
Out you damn thing, out you fear!
You make me lose even before I can try

But I am more stubborn than you are
I will fall down, lose, but will always get up again
Out you damn thing, out you fear!

5 thoughts on “Hour 7: Fearless

  1. I loved this! I am not too sure if you were trying to make an association with Shakespeare re: out damn fear similar to “out damn spot” by Lady MacBeth but,this is the association that I drew. You may even want to rephrase to “Out damn fear, out I say!”

    I love the imagery of fear being so large that it has these tentacles that try to grab you. Likewise, I love your resole that you will get up again. The conversational tone of this poem is fantastic! Great work!

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