Feeble dreams and vested fears,
haunted wakings of the years.
Tears of memory, tears of pain
tears of losing, tears of gain.
Fears that dwell within the heart,
fears that stop before the start.
Fears that twist and fears that bend.
Fears that change, fears that mend.

Fears that feed and fuel a pain.
Fears that linger and haunt the sane.
Fears that gallop, fears that trot.
Fear that know, what they are not.
Fears that run, fears that fly.
Fears that swim, and fears that try.
Fears that give, fears that take.
Fears that are, of your own make.

perhaps they are part of you too.
penned, 8:18pm, 15/08/2013


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