II — Fear

167. I fear

I fear to speak, I fear to speak.
My tongue is killed, my heart is weak.

I fear to think, I fear to think.
My mind is wild and apt to sink.

I fear to see, I fear to see.
I eat the fruits of ignorance-tree.

I fear to love.
I fear to love.
A train of doubts around, above.

I fear to be.
I fear to be.
Long dead my life of faith in me.