No more fear

Down below in my soul,

There is a hole,

In this space where I am whole,

Since the beginning for my life,

Pressed up against my neck is a knife,

Not knowing how to escape,

My world has been sorrowful strife,

My eyes have seen the worst,

I have felt this curse, since my birth,

Many lands I have run from this darkness,

Its steadfast thirst,

Meeting utter mayhem,

The shame of this fear forces me to not know who I am,

Not knowing when it will come for me,

So I meet this fate with the force of a thousand rams,

I may fall, but then I stand again and run,

My end has not yet begun,

I know this....

Not until my fear is gone.

© 2021 Along with the wind

Comments

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on May 23, 2021:

It's sad to see one face this struggle every day.

I can sense the pain and anguish