Fear - Poem by Mandi June
When sorrow shadows brightness from above
Misguided, faint emotions start to swarm
To battle saintly waves of bliss and love;
The brackish gray of hate becomes the norm.
Disease of soul, inflicted oft denies,
Is born and grown within a hateful spark.
And, what is known becomes a web of lies
To lead its victim blindly through the dark.
The cloak from beauty leaves but naught a trace.
The damaged spectrum formed within a tear.
Of all the withered brought unto this place,
The master of their suffering is fear.
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