Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Fear

A cold sweat, on my brow I wipe,
As my heart pumps fear in my veins,
A shrilled laughter replaces my silence,
And a shivering arm, a stable one.

I miss those days when I felt fear,
When excitement used to fill me up,
I miss those days of restless sleep,
Days when my heart refused to pump.

I have lost a part of me, a part afraid,
There are no scary dreams, they are just empty.
I miss a part of me, a part that was afraid.
For the silence has replaced a silent prayer.

Have I lost the hope to live, or am I brave,
Or I grew powerful enough to overcome my fear.
Have I nothing to lose, or I lost to grief
For now I miss him, I miss a friend known as fear.

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