Not Just Fear

I can feel it, you know?
The fear.
Only that it isn’t just fear.
It’s everything.

And likeĀ everything, it starts from the heart.
It starts from within, it starts from the center –
BranchingĀ out through all the different veins.
I feel it. I feel it.

Its the small twitch of a finger, the tiny hint of doubt.
The haunting that maybe everything wasn’t even the slightest bit

Of enough.

A small part of me would like to think that whatever happens.. there will be a way. But thats only a small part of me.