Fear is a weird concept…
The dictionary definition states that fear a is feeling or condition of being afraid; a painful feeling of impending danger or troubles. In some ways, I guess that’s correct, but not completely. Well, not if you ask me.
One can fear many different things: a small insect or a large animal, heights or tiny rooms. You could fear speaking in front of a class, or going on that one ride at carnival. You could fear a sight or a sound, or a feeling…You could fear a person, or, one particular person at that. You could fear anything…You could fear nothing.
On top of that, fear can be experienced in so many different ways.
It can be subtle, creeping in ever so slowly. The way you get butterflies in your stomach. That feeling of when you are climbing the stairs to the roller-coaster, or preparing to speak in front of the crowd. The way your hands can’t stay still, and you keep stumbling over sentences
Or, you could experience fear in a very extreme way. A way in which your heart beats a million times a minute, and your body fills with adrenalin in preparation for a “fight or flight” reaction. Fear really is a very weird concept.
Wow! All of a sudden, I have just been hit with a wave of inspiration!! Okay, so here is a very quickly constructed poem – ish thing…
You know that feeling…
When you bump into someone unexpectedly but it’s not the shock of the collision that has you frozen, its them.
And it doesn’t matter who it is, it could be your best friend, or your worst enemy.
But something about their sudden appearance has stumped you.
And you get that…feeling.
That feeling of fear mixed with…something else…excitement, embarrassment, confusion?
Though maybe it’s not them that has you rooted to the spot, but that, that… feeling.
The feeling that makes your cheeks warm, flushed with pink, or is it crimson? …even just for a second.
You know, the one that makes your breath come in sharp, jagged gasps or small, silent breaths.
The one that makes you suddenly jittery, the way your hands can’t stay still and your fingers start to tingle.
Something, someone, tells you to talk, to say something.
Meanwhile, the person who stumped you in the first place is looking at you in utter confusion.
You try to form a sentence but you can’t
Because your mouth is trying to dance to the shapes of the letters and words but keeps forgetting the moves.
You force a small laugh, I mean, pull yourself together!
Somehow, the sound of them laughing along with you makes your cheeks grow even warmer.
And chills start to make their way down your spine.
And all this happens within a split second!
Some might call this fear, or embarrassment, but I’d call it awe.
Okay, so I know this “poem” (if that’s what you’ll call it) is a little bit cheesy, but I did do it very quickly.
Anyway, those are my thoughts on ‘fear’. Hope you enjoyed my little mind tangent! J
Yours faithfully
Grace