The truth

You know the feeling,

When someone’s behind you.

When you turn around.

to see the face

but all you see is

Empty.

You walk ahead

Chill as the night

Fright in forever your will.

You know they are there

Forever will they be

sitting inside of you.

Again you turn

To see the Nothing

But there

There is something.

Something inside

Burning up like paper in a fire

Afraid you are for them

To come out

And reveal the true you

In Fury

Scared am i not

For you start to run

But what from?
Nothing to fear

When they are present

To Feel

This way

Is to keep them safe

For you only know how to

Use them

Afraid

Be not

Though you seek

Let it go

Show it needs

To be free

To be me!

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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