Hidden fears,
A storm rises;
then calms...
Rests it doesn't!
Restricted and refrained, screams
Quite surrenders,
Stillness haunting
Qualms undeciphered, unpredictable,
they rise and I fall...tumble uncontrollably...
under my fears, a hope squished,
breathing heavy and faith taking its last breath...
Puff!!! light,
4 comments:
Some very powerful words and going together
a pretty stark picture...
but...
But, what?? It's just a breather,not a poem...does that answer your doubts??
hmmmm....squish it as abnormal and push it aside...understanding these fears is necessary...its easier said than done but it saves u a lot of prolonged agony later on
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