In the middle of my own battles there’s two sides.
One tries desperately to tear me down, the other is the one where real love resides.
Fear reminds me of everything I’ve ever done wrong.
Love reminds me I am never alone and I have me all along.
Fear claws at my heart with hate and destruction in mind.
Love strives always to be patient, loving, and forever kind.
Fear is a coward underneath all the roar and illusions.
Love will overcome any enemy, settle this matter with a final conclusion.
I’ve had my taste of fear,
But love was the one that kept me alive year after year.
I can be terrified but still in the game.
Fear has left the entrance from which it came.
I’ll stay with love at the end of the day.
There’s nothing more you need to say.