What will you do,
When your fears come for you?
Will you run, will you fall?
Will you crumble, will you crawl?
In your haste, to get away,
From the beast, of each day,
In your head, in your heart,
Painting nightmares as an art.
What will you do,
When your fears come for you?
Will you scramble with fright?
Or will you fly like a kite?
Thinking no one can help
When you're hurt and you yelp.
But others are out there,
Who will love you and care.
What will you do,
When your fears come for you?
Will you turn to the light?
And will you stand and fight?
~Priscilla Brown~
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That Feeling Inside
PoetryA collection of poems by me :) There is a trigger warning on some of the poems that I know need them but I'm not sure about the others so proceed with caution.
