FearA Poem by Luna Valentine
The closet, under the bed, the darkness.
Sources of fear. Children awake in their beds Shivering, crying A light to keep away the dark to keep away the fear Their parents checking under the bed Nothing is there nothing but fear A tapping on the window children running from their bedrooms but it is only an old willow tree It is only fear To chose not to ride on the motorcycle but you do not chose Fear choses and maybe for the best because that motorcycle would have crashed killing all the riders You have fear to thank for that Locked doors boarded up windows trying to keep out robbers killers trying to keep out fear A test to see If you will pass or fail trying to pass trying to keep out fear To chose to cross the road if you go against fear and cross the red light you will be hit because fear controls you and you trust it and it trusts you It makes your choices It makes your life
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Added on February 24, 2013Last Updated on February 24, 2013 Author
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