For I am Afraid
Scared to death of dying
Blinded from darkness and suffering from suffrage alone
Supported by system of life and live by love
For I am afraid
But I am afraid
I am afraid that fear is a man knocking, waiting at my door
A door I will gracefully open not because I am vulnerable, but I am sure
Sure that being scares is the beginning of something natural
Natural enough to shape my clay into my image
I am afraid, phobia, you have lost to me
Because I am afraid
Fearful of something I can not see
But smarter, wiser, brighter that these lean eyes become
For it is the fear that bring my wisdom home in its shining, sparkling carriage
I am afraid that you just lost to me, fear and phobia, be fearful of me
1/17/2010
We've Got Fears to Chase
Written by Unknown at 11:04 PM
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