With my fears

by beti   Sep 15, 2006


Rustle of leaves, smell of rain and dark background,
All haunting me when I hear an odd sound.
The wind starts blowing from harder to harder
My heart is overwhelmed by feelings that murder.

So, what am I supposed to do?
The storm is coming and I'm afraid.
I feel I cannot fight against my fears
I'm becoming their maid.

Cowardice-do not lead me to more mistakes
So sad...never shall I speak up as she fakes
Telling me I needn't do that,
I know life will further throw it back at me...

But I'm kind of used to that
And in addition, I'll always run away.
Whenever I'll encounter a problem,
I shall never stay.

Selfishness will guide me to far flung places,
So I'll never have to see their sad faces.
I'll enter another room with tears in my eyes
And cry quietly as not to disturb the silence that lies.

And so, mistakes after mistakes have filled my life.
Along the autumns my heart's felt the bit of knife.
But I have to try for regrets, tears, anger and sadness
The ones before never to be mine anymore

And even if I'll be alone in the dark
I'll learn to be me and you'll be all taken aback
Cause I shall fight against the night
Seeking for my ray of light.

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  • 19 years ago

    by beti

    Thx:)

  • 19 years ago

    by kat

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    (speechless)

    that was great.

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