What is fear?
Is it this?
This feeling?
Your laugh?
Your smile?
Me?
You.That I could hurt you?
You could hurt me?What is fear?
With great power
Comes
Great
FearIs it?
A word that
Is big
In its smiple
Four letters?
Powerful enough
To kill
To healWhat is fear?
My thoughts?
A walk?
A gun?
Does it eat?
Feast?
On us?
On me.The fact that we are young
They think we dont have it
That we are naive
Am I too young?What is fear?
My laugh?
My smile?
Me?
You?
Us.I am fear
I am scaredInspiration: Faling for someone
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Never Ending
PoëzieThis is a collection of old poems from old times made from past love in a past life with same old problems. *Completed* P.s These poems are of me as an angsty middle schooler. I do hope you enjoy them, but I also apologize about the mild cringe th...