Fears

Walking through the empty streets,
Behind all the crumbling sheets,
Listening to my beasts,
Crying, on repeat.

I know every flower of ceiling,
Stumbling under the weight of feelings,
Tired of kneeling,
Waiting for arrival of healing.

My fan is moving,
My vision is disproving,
All the voices are fooling,
Only pain here, is blooming.

I forgot to turn off the light,
Everything seems quite,
At least,
I’m not alone in this fight,
All my fears are here,
By my right.

124 thoughts on “Fears

  1. I love the way you write, I am a sucker for rhyme, but one of the things I like most about your style… even when I totally get it, you are writing about pain, or depression and such subjects, you do not drag the reader into that gloom, you merely report/share without having the reader feel the burden. Fabulous writing…long may it last👍🤗

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