February 6, 2008
By cortney bruce, Dundee, MI

The ghost of my past
Engulfing me like flames
Mirroring my enemies
Bringing back the pain
The pain of fear

My thoughts x-rayed
No place at all
No one to catch me
In case I fall
The fall of fear

The fog of me
Reflected in your eyes
Not seeing,
Not hearing the cries
The cries of fear

Scorching my mind
All the times I could see
All the times I was blind
The blind fear

The daydreams of day
The nightmares of night
The hole in my heart
Blocked out of sight
Out of sight of fear

But the only thing to fear
Is fear itself
And I know that better
Than anyone else
The wisdom of fear

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