ConfusionA Poem by November GoldWhat is it that scares me so when I think of We Just mostly that I am afraid of losing Me What holds me back from the life I pray for Me Out of fear that I’ll drown in the We Balance… I hear that in my head like a haunting whisper Terrified to lose my balance. Walls and steel erected beams hold steady to the Reflections of the past; afraid to let them go ‘lest I Fall prey like a newborn fawn to a hungry lion. I long for the union, but fear the surrender, Ache for your touch yet hide from the power of, Push and then pull, yearn and then dispose of I am a contradiction, a walking mass of confusion; Want me, but don’t need me Breathe me in, blow me out Hold me close, move away, pull you in Push you out, are you spinning yet? What am I so afraid of? I am afraid of Me, of We, And even more afraid to be without. 08/11
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Added on August 14, 2011Last Updated on August 14, 2011 AuthorNovember GoldGreen Bay, WIAboutI hate answering this question. It requires me to tell you who I am...the problem is that I am still learning about who I am everyday, and sometimes what I might tell you today, could change by this t.. more..Writing
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