Fear is the illusion of a mind.
It breaks spirits
Tear souls to pieces
Ripping flesh by flesh
Eating blood by blood
If this is known
Why allow it to?
Why not
Break the chains
That are bound?
Why not
Morph into
A butterfly,
Instead of
Letting
The past jump
Right at you?
Think.
Fear is the illusion of a mind.
Justlet it go.
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Obstacles
PoetryObstacles is a collections of poems set in a order that tells a story about about how and what I went through during my freshman year all the way up to my senior year of high school. It has the sole purpose to inspire, explain, understand, and to be...
