You Are Afraid

You Are Afraid

A Poem by QuietPoet

You Are Afraid

I see people staring
I feel them noticing
They can see us
I know you see it too

Is this a game?
A cold hearted mystery?
I don't how to play
How do I solve this?

What is it about us
That is just eating at me?
Why are we always searching
For one another

I  catch myself smiling
At the things you do around me
Even at the things you say
Everyone sees, they feel it too

I cant get over that we met
For this incredible reason
Everything that has happened
There is a purpose for this

You hold back your feelings
You are afraid of those
I know what your feeling
Because I am afraid too..

© 2017 QuietPoet


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I love the name of the poem. It's almost like the author is admitting she's afraid to say she's afraid. Lots of vulnerability in this poem. Happiness, fear, putting oneself out there in front of others. Daring to think of fate. And questioning, beautiful questioning and skepticism. Well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I love the name of the poem. It's almost like the author is admitting she's afraid to say she's afraid. Lots of vulnerability in this poem. Happiness, fear, putting oneself out there in front of others. Daring to think of fate. And questioning, beautiful questioning and skepticism. Well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

your poetry is amazing
It always has been , since your were very young
I can't hold back and let you fall , on hopeless love
I know you so well

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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QuietPoet
QuietPoet

Las Vegas, NV



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Hello, my is kylie, I havent been on here for a long time, i haven't written in years so bare with me. Reading all my old stuff brings back a lot of memories. I have a husband and twin girls, i would.. more..

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