Another Whyquain for this week’s 5-line poem challenge. This one is actually in iambic tetrameter. Certain aspects of my future scare me, but I know that it helps nothing to give in to unfounded fear.
“What if” is a pernicious phrase,
And fear can think of many ways
That failure comes in full display.
It will take more than a few days
To fully flee fear’s lying haze.