-Fear-
"Fear grapples at my ankles as I run."
He ran past dead forests as the wind whipped past his face.
"Yanking me back into the abyss. I must run."
"Help is far away. The once cyan skies, now clouded with grey."
He pushed past branches, sticks, and twigs,
"I must be brave, and not let fear dig my grave."
"Bravery pushes back fear, pushing it, breaking it."
He stopped in his tracks, turning his face.
"I must be brave, and you're in my way."
"Fear, fear, it's here every day! Fear is what is in the way!"
Let go...
"I will let go of that fear. And I will take back my life, today!"
He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and raised a hand in front of him.
"Stop."
And just like that, fear halted, not to return again.
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Threads of Reality: A Poetry Collection
PoetryA collection of Introspective poetry mostly about battling inner thoughts. Give me either a theme, color, topic, emotion, or an action and I'll write a poem dedicated to you based on what you tell me! Just tell me if you want it about a man or woman...
