Poetry

Fear

How can a wound that cuts so deep,
Stop bleeding with a smile?
How can I have forever to keep?
Those dreams only live a little while.
When darkness summons me,
The fear has yet to reveal.
All the terrors won’t set me free,
For fear is all I feel…

 

©Copyright, 1993 Laura Chambers-Wright. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form without explicit written permission from the author.

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