I hate hearing "I told you so"

I cover up my fear with aggression

I hate the word "fear"

Although fear defines perfectly what fills the situation

Although truthfully I am afraid of what threatens me

I am afraid of opening doors that can't be closed

Afraid of closing doors that can no longer be opened

And if we fear the things we don't understand,

why do I fear you? 


  • Author: Brie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 7th, 2019 12:36
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  • Category: Love
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