Poem #1
Fears
Fears it's what drives us to face them or run away from them, the bigger ones we dream wake up sweating and eyes wide open, do we really ever conquer them? Or does our minds give the illusion that its over with but it's still clawing, growing in the back of our minds and when we grow old on our deathbed we see our darkest fear smile and invite us with them for eternity. Or is fear the illusion but danger is not, danger is real but fear is in our minds?
Fear is the thing that controls is real or not it is our drive with out it we would be who we are we would be empty soulless shells wandering about fear is us.
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-The scary Marie