My peers shine with genuine joy,
and a question of fear comes to mind:
Will I ever be that happy?

Relationships flood my view of life
and my mind interrogates my soul:
Will I ever break loneliness?

Others encounter the death of loved ones
and I ponder over my own losses:
Will I ever overcome them?

Success crowds my dreams but then I wake,
and another question comes to mind:
Will I ever be good enough?

These questions of fear that haunt my soul
will only vacate my restless mind
if I turn them to questions of hope.

For hope trumps fear midst uncertainty,
and one must come to recognize
the terrors don’t last forever.

Spem in metum (l.)