Fear Poem by Eric Pennington

2 weeks of fear, knowing what is to come.
Knowing that soon, all we worked for, will be gone.
That every word we said, will soon be forgotten.
Moving on with our lives, thinking of what could've been.

I should have realized this from the start,
That he wasn't fully out of your heart.
But you came back to me, so I thought you were ready.
That you wanted this, to be with me, and stay steady

I was afraid of commitment at one point in time.
That's what God wants us to do, not walk the line.
But now it's done, and all will soon be forgotten.
Time heals all wounds, and boy do I have them...