Can’t anybody hear me? You can all hear my voice, it’s just a matter of choice, of opinion. Maybe you don’t want to listen. Maybe you’re scared. Good. Be afraid. I want you to experience fear. Fear is a necessity to growth, an aspect of strength. And I for one, I am scared every day:
I’m scared of loving, because I’ve been hurt. I’m scared of walking, in fear I may fall. I’m scared of breathing, a breath means I’m alive. So maybe, all in all, I’m afraid of life. I’m afraid of living and I’m afraid of dying, because I don’t know what I want. No one really knows what they want, and lack of knowledge is horrific. But that doesn’t mean I’m weak. I am strong, and so are you. Every single one of you. Believe it.
You are, honestly, one of the best young authors I've seen on this website. The beauty of this poem and the variety of tones and messages it sends are overwhelming and very unique. I find myself becoming a huge fan of your writings and hope you do continue. Well done.
I see that you're getting into the same type of writing that I can't help but start also. You just want to get it all out without forcing it into a lame poem that people will just brush off, including yourself. That's how I feel, too. I like the strong sense of hope at the end of this: faith in your audience. As I can see from some of your other writings that writerscafe forces you to call a "story", I get the vibe that this could be sort of a prelude for a novel. If only we had the time to sit down and write, for hours on end every single day, we could all write an amazing book, right? :) Well, I like this, and I agree with the message at the end as well as some in the beginning. I can't say I completely can relate to it all, but the idea is relatable because of your tone.
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