I am afraid
Of fading away
Of becoming nothing
Of losing what is mine
I cannot stop the thought
That one day I will be bested
That someone will make my work worthless
That I will only be a memory
What is meaning?
An illusion?
Today it is one thing and tomorrow it is another
Will my work defy meaning and stand the test of everything?
Of Time
Of hate
Of jealousy
Of competition
I am afraid
I am scared
Life indeed is a puzzle
A maze
A mystery to be solved
A persistent question that seeks answers
A lesson to be learnt
I am afraid
I am scared
But I am prepared
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