2. Insecurity

2. Insecurity

A Poem by Scarlet Opal

Empty questions keep on rising
     like a balloon pulled into the sun
I'm hoping against explosions
     though my insides are filled with fuel
Hollow voids highlight my cries
     while restraint is lost in confusion
Who now holds the power to boom
     beyond the frenzied doubt of this fool?

© 2011 Scarlet Opal


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Scarlet Opal
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You can call me Soy. I'm a poet who's hit a wall but slowly I am recovering. I used to think that I've lost my gift to write but the habit hasn't been broken. I'm grateful. -:- I want to catc.. more..

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