It mocks me time and again, each time I escape;

it pulls me back into the prison and builds the walls higher.

I continue to try, to break down the walls of fear

that binds me in the prison.

The fear is a vivacious and cruel jailer.

It rules over me, teasing me with freedom

only to bind me and choke the life from me.

Frightened to love, and to be loved,

frightened to reject, and to be rejected.

Frightened to live, and frightened to die.

No peace can I find, only fear!

To live a life without fear is to live.

My jailer has robbed me of so much,

oh, how I wish that I could rule over him.

No mercy has he shown me, only pity and contempt.

The ropes that he holds me with are like steel,

his taunts are like daggers in my heart.

I will be free from you,

I will not let you hold me back anymore,

I will be strong and I will fight you to the bitter end,

never will I let you rule over me again.

"This is the day that I will win the battle, with the fear that lives within!"