I know I have fears,
I know what they are,
But I cannot explain them to you,
As they exist away too far…
Fears exist for all whom does this read,
They are there, right behind you, next to me,
In the dark they do fly above across the sky,
In the light all around us they are,
We cannot see them, till upon us they pounce…
Sounds in the dark, visions peripherally,
Shadows that cannot on be focused,
Memories that only exist in the mind,
Only are those that are seen by the blind…
© ed ? 7/8/09
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Cheers and good luck on losing your fears,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
fee
I don't know the half of them
Ma gave me a list of all your fears; she's been collecting them for a very long time. Want a copy?
PS: Don't turn around; the Shadow is watching you.
Ed, you have touched the emotional literary deeps with this one.
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
Only are those that are seen by the blind
Sorry ed. My mom's not blind. But she sure has some some "memories".
Now that is scary. Patrick