Aren't I a Good Thing?

I have seen people swallowed up by water

The precious moment of life or death

The power of strength

Weakening, Crumbling and Collapsing down

The craziness conquering one

From happiness

To fear

I wind my waves to the confused moments

Because that's when one needs me most

When one is scared

Yes, it is shameful

To give myself to people

But I help, and keep one thriving

Or they would not act the same

I’d rather be Bravery

And give people the courage they need

But I do

I am giving, because

Don't people need adrenaline?

When they are in terror

No matter what that might be

I know how to use myself

And to be where people need me most

Among the frightened,

From a dark night,

When you suddenly swerve

To

A sunny yellow day

But then the sharp sound of a gunshot

I suddenly come out

And with me, they keep fighting

I say nothing, but with me

They know what to do

Because with me

It's the only way they can overcome

Or they would stop their struggle

So aren't I a good thing?