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The Voice of Fear

Poetry By: Snow412

I was reading and found an interesting tidbit on fear and how it stifles growth...then this popped out. I suppose it was easy for me to write about since I had been through the shadows of fear; I know the feelings that accompany such frights intimately.

Submitted:Sep 7, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

The Voice of Fear

I delude you.

A fervent tremor of the mind

May cause your heart to skip a beat,

And just maybe

You will only see darkness fall over your eyes.


I keep you in corners.

Sit there and think about what you did,

and regret trying to free yourself from my grasp;

Trappings of growth and luster,

I block out and despise--

Desperation is your sentence,

And upon your will,

I choose to dine.


You will never see my face.

Every mirror will only show the marrs of time,

and the pervasiveness of memory.


I am the shadow on your back.

Your shoulders feel heavy,

And your chest is tight;

I hold the strings of your mind,

And use them to pull your body taught.


I steal your expression.

Every time the pen bleeds to express an idea,

I am there to berate you,

And question if it's good enough.


I am always hungry.

Your suffering and anxieties feed me,

Your doubt completes me,

And your wounds nurture my design.


I am the lowly captor.

I am the architect of the stagnation

Of hearts--

I am fear.


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