Greatest Fear

I fear not the pain of death,
nor fear the lowly human heart
nor fear the world of trouble,
of all the horrors you may meet.

It is for others I fear,
the blankest emotion carries its weight
into my blackened soul.
The pain of others' toil
simply puts my heart to boil,
Yet the pains of my own mean nothing.

Like our Christ-God before,
I carry pain for you, feel it with you.
But I am human, a lowly mortal.
Soon, it will be too much--
Deeper, deeper,
Into the gaping maw
with my final, fatal flaw.