Friday, 12 October 2012

Fear

The poppies in the crowded sea
Won't tell you how it is to be
Mysteries of these shrouded eyes
Won't tell the secrets of the skies
Are you frightened of the truth
Of the creature that still breathes
Captive in this mortal form
Is all the fear that lives on
Weakened by the shallow depth
Of the river that has crept
Into lives of merry men
Never to be same again
You gave birth to a terror
That lives on in my soul
Keeping me alive till
I think of an early grave

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