Living Indeed

I’m not afraid of fire, but I am of burning.

Nor afraid of water, but I am of drowning.

Darkness doesn’t bother me;

But what does is I can’t see.

Can’t see what I’d like to be,

Nor find where horizon meets the sea.

Snakes do not scare me,

Though, their poisons'd kill me.

But death doesn’t scare me.

Though, I am of dying.

Inside a battle of fear and myself

Only can my deeds define me.

Remind me.

The object of living.