We All Live In the Same Fear

We All Live In the Same Fear

A Poem by allie_arrowz

We all live in the same fear

The same dreaded clothing

Worn, mended, hand-me-downs

We wear it every day

Wearing it in the hopes that someone will make the effort

Take the time to rip it off of you

And let you feel the freedom from the fear

The fear that binds us to each other for comfort

The fear that drives us to scream because of broken vases

And spilled cups

The fear that makes us honk our horns

And give people the finger

When in truth

The sun is shining

The leaves are green

And we feel love everywhere

But this fear is what is controlling us

It is you knowing that one day the happiness may slip between your desperate fingertips

That one cup that stole the last of the coffee

That one disapproving frown

That one word you said in the heat of the moment

And it is all gone

All the cherished security of the heart has left

And you are completely

And utterly

alone.

© 2012 allie_arrowz


Author's Note

allie_arrowz
i just started rambling
if this made you sad, look at the writing i posted after.

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Is fear of being alone what human beings dread most? Perhaps, but I spend a lot of time by myself, and it hardly terrifies me.
Of course, what's probably meant by "being alone" in this context, is not having a love interest who cares deeply for you; constantly needs to be in your company; wants to please you.
That, I think, is a legitimate fear; maybe, even, the worst fear.
Your poem, Allie, dramatically explores fear and the disruptive effect it can have on people--especially if we allow it to rule our lives.
Worthwhile work, young poetess.


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

allie_arrowz

12 Years Ago

thanks for your thoughts :)

i like poetess ;)



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Is fear of being alone what human beings dread most? Perhaps, but I spend a lot of time by myself, and it hardly terrifies me.
Of course, what's probably meant by "being alone" in this context, is not having a love interest who cares deeply for you; constantly needs to be in your company; wants to please you.
That, I think, is a legitimate fear; maybe, even, the worst fear.
Your poem, Allie, dramatically explores fear and the disruptive effect it can have on people--especially if we allow it to rule our lives.
Worthwhile work, young poetess.


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

allie_arrowz

12 Years Ago

thanks for your thoughts :)

i like poetess ;)
I like it a lot! You very elequintly express a driving force for all of us, fear, which is not an easy thing to do. Keep up the great work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It ongoing metaphor is fear in dressing, yes? It's fabulous. I wish someone would sketch the "one cup that stole...coffee" and that one smile at a passerby. I also wish you utilized some verse structure. But no biggie. Just my preferences.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

powerful write

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lots of emotions going back and forth in this of anger, frustration and saddness. Very good work on this :3

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very good write .

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Good work here, fear both a motivator, a violator, and a villain. You capture that well here. I like the last line, with the word 'alone' sitting by itself with only the period to keep it company. The comfort of it all ending, is all that can keep us company. That is how I saw it at least, which is one of the great joys of poetry I think. The reader can personalize the message.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

allie_arrowz

12 Years Ago

lol thanks
Beautifully written! i love the last few lines the best. c:

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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