Her Fear Is Electric — poem by Alexandra Gold

Her Fear Is Electric

Her Fear Is Electric

Her Fear Is Electric
Like fire it burns
Like ice piercing through her
Invading her soul

But what is this emotion?
What part does it play?
Is it primal survival?
Or harsh light of day?

Her Fear Is Electric
But no longer will she
Let it control her
She controls it now you see

Times fear is so fierce
It sends her into a shell
And this happens now
Although she does wear it well

For fear is a part of being human and so
Instead of allowing this emotion to grow
She now listens closely and deciphers to see
Is it real? Is it false? Is it possibility?

Is it in her body, her mind or her soul?
Is it protecting her or keeping her small?
From all that she could be and truly desires?
Is it keeping her safe or quelling her fire?

Her Fear Is Electric
She chooses to see
That it can be stifled
And used to set her free

Stepping through boundaries
One step at a time
Taking each moment
Making fear fuel for desire

Sitting with fear and taking control
Of what it is saying and being headstrong
Mastery, Trickery – It comes in all forms
Protection, Illusion, Disguised as the norm

So takes a step back and feel where it is
Is it stopping you living the life where love gives
You courage and confidence to take risks and renew
Who you are being and what you could do?

Her Fear Is Electric
But she uses it too
For momentum and power
Electric Fear is her fuel

She will never quite lose it
But perhaps this is good
For without her electric
She would just stand where she’s stood

So instead of surrender
Use fear with aplomb
This enemy conquered
Reveal horizons unknown

The fear running through her
She now turns into passion
Nothing can stop her
Fire burns fear into ashes

Her Fear Is Electric
Like fire it burns
Like ice piercing through her
Refuelling her soul

Do you let fear control you or have you mastered the alchemy of turning it into fuel?

These poems are from She Is Leading – for women who know they are here to lead.

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