Treasure Island

Tess Connor

(30/10/1992 / Mt Gambier)


Its fear that whispers to me in my ear, it is fear that I hear say
“You’re afraid of me the most; I’ll hold you back all day”
Its fear which I listen to, to make my every decision
Its fear that helps to guide me on, creating each vision
Fear produced the stutter; I struggle with in every speech
Fear is the ten foot pole, pushing it just out of my reach
Fear is my only barrier, keeping me from what I desire
The death of fear is what I need to increase my inner fire

Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2010

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  • Edgar Andrade Baguio (5/21/2010 10:10:00 PM)

    Wow! the outset, the lines in fact showing faith than fear here...
    Great job Tess..I can't help voting it 10 (Report) Reply

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