The fear.

I found that,
I'm scared.
And afraid.

Of what?

Of being taken care of.

Of giving hope.

Of receiving concern from others.

Of being promised.

Am scared.
Am afraid.

That the care is not genuine.

That the hope i give doesn't meet expectations.

That the concern is plastic.

That the promise is going to be broken.

And along with that,
My fragile heart would be broken.

Am afraid.
Am scared.

Am asking for Allah,
To
Give me peace.
Give tranquility.
Give me confidence.
Show me the way.