What's that fear

Does the fear I feel inside myself
have anything to do with you
or is it really about something inside of me
something which colors my view

I'm starting to think I project
these feelings upon your soul.
The truth, is likely more difficult,
I think I own this hole.

So what's the real risk in knowing?
What I'm unwilling to see
when I start to worry and fret?
What's going on in little old me?

I see my own darkness reflected
in the depth of your beautiful eyes.
To think it must belong to you
is really my secret's own lies.

What is stirring within my soul?
What is trying to find the light?
I think I must turn within myself,
it's the only way to win this fight.

Tags: 
Poetry
Life Lessons

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