Fear in LightsA Poem by Frida ZaragozaThis was aspired late in the night when my next door neighbor's light was still on. I guess you can say I have a little crush on him, so I wrote what I was feeling and thinking and this poem was born!
I see him, so he must see me too.
I dream him, could he dream me too? I think about him, does he think of me too? So many fantasy of us meeting I imagine, yet not one of them could be as fantastic until we meet in real life. I keep this hidden, this feeling that is scared to be shared. Wanting to be free, to be seen, to be heard. However; fear is not within this feeling for it does not exist in its world. The fear comes from the energy that gave this feeling a grime of light. It is me who is the fear, and I'm holding it tight. Wanting to let go, but I'm scared of the new light. For is the old lights that I've seen that is keeping this fear inside me. He sees me, so he seen the lights. He dreams me, destroying those old lights He thinks me, could he be that light that kills this fear inside.
© 2013 Frida ZaragozaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on April 11, 2013 Last Updated on April 11, 2013 AuthorFrida ZaragozaSan Diego, CAAboutI dislike this part when the website you applied to asks you for a small description about yourself. I never know what to write about me. I suppose I can start with by saying I'm a young fresh writer .. more..Writing
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