I keep my eyes closed
because it's better than seeing
the darkness that surrounds
that swallows me whole.
I am aware that the darkness is fear
and that there is nothing to be afraid of,
but I still shut my eyes
till I see anything but dark,
and see anything that isn't fear.
One day, tired from straining to keep my eyes closed
I see a light switch next to me
something I have never noticed before.
Maybe because my eyes have always been shut.
I decide to put my fears aside,
and to reach through the darkness that I once dared not touch
and I touch the switch.
Light so bright and brilliant
I am forced to shield my eyes,
but once I settle
I realize there was nothing to be afraid of.
In the darkness,
in this small room that once had me petrified from fear
stood nothing.
Maybe I was wrong,
and fear didn't have to control me
because once you get past that first jump,
even if you feel like falling off a cliff,
no matter how many times you have to do it,
that you can look back and see it wasn't all that bad
and the fear that once had you sitting petrified in a dark room,
was really just your own imagination.
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Poem Book
PoetryJust some poetry that I come up with during the day, usually about my day, hence it being called a diary. It may not be good, or grammatically correct for that matter, but hey its nice to see if people relate to what I'm going through or at least li...