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Cowardice

I've always been afraid to pull the trigger,
To see myself as something bigger.
And whilst lying in the lion's mane,
I'd wonder who's the one to blame.

Afraid to take the tip and slit the throat,
To drown in blood and stay to watch it coat.
A true story, I proclaim.
I'm Cowardice, in the name.

Bloody nightmares mixed with dreams.
Reality hidden, yet to have been seen.
And whilst lying in the lion's mane,
I'd wonder who's the one to blame.

I'd push and pull myself from sight,
Then wonder why I've never seen the light.
A true story, I proclaim.
I'm Cowardice, in the name.

Fruitful thy morning, brooding thy night.
My stage of infidelity, my stage of fright.
With the chains that sought throughout my veins,
I'd feel the worse embedded in my brain.

While waiting in the shadow of my peers,
I'd brainstorm within my fears.
Then I'd break through from all insane,
And see my peers' eyes hold thy mentioned mane.

I'm the one to take the blame,
I'm the one to feel the shame.
I let myself take in the fears that came,
I tried to find someone to take and claim.

I won't pull the lot and skate,
I won't let the blood slip from my veins.
I'm not afraid, true story proclaimed.
See Cowardice, is not my name.

Dedicated To: Cameron_Jones

You inspired me to write my very own 'Book of Poetry'!

2/8/18 ♡