Nothing.

It is not our light that scares us.
For what is light?
Light to us is sunrises, sunsets, light bulbs for late nights.
There can be stark light, dull light, flickering light, fading light.
It is the flutter of your heart as your lover leaves his warming position.
Light can also be a revelation.
Are you scared of revelations? Perhaps.
If you had to choose between knowing everything about someone you loved before you decided to marry them, would you? Or would you rather have the unexpected?

Light can be blinding.
It is always honest.
Sometimes brutally so.
Yet after you after you have found light, you never turn away.
We seek comfort in light.

So do we fear darkness?
Do you truly fear that fast void within your head, your head, your bones?
Do you truly fear the cover of your blankets, the shadow of your love?

So then, what do we fear?

Some fear the static. The grey. In there all the colours we have been too afraid to find can be found. There, the shadows and limits of dawn and dusk seclude themselves from our ever-analytical minds. Others thrive here, within the hair-thin cusps between reality and insanity.

We fear invisibility -
of ourselves,
of reality,
of truth.
We fear, ironically enough, the most harmless thing of all.

Nothing.