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Cierrah Smiles

Fear Struck Eyes

I woke today with no fear in my eyes,
I woke up happy,
But still no smile,
I'm not that lucky,
I forgot my pain for a breaf second and felt joy,
Not the joy you jump up and down for but the joy you search for each day,
My chest didn't hurt when i saw the pictures,
My heart didn't ack like it always did,
I didn't feel frightend when I passed the one place that frightens me,
I didn't let myself go in the awarness of your disappearenss
I didn't let fear run my life today,
But we no I'm not lucky enough to get a free day,
Everything has its price,
No fear for...
Tomorrow is a new day,
And new days bring all new pain,
And a whole new pair of fear struck eyes

Submitted: Monday, November 19, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, November 20, 2012

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  • ..... W@king Up..... (4/27/2013)

    This poem of yours to me had a particular lure to me like I was the fish and the poem was the fisherman luring me in :)
    Indeed fear can make things go faster- heartbeats, and especially the panic that propels your feet to move at enormous speeds. Thanks for sharing :)

    -Wu (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (11/19/2012 11:12:00 PM)

    new concept.flow and wording is right.keep inking Cierrah (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (11/19/2012 10:03:00 PM)

    take fear on as a challenge to overcome.
    as you would life
    and you will be amazed at how strong you are (Report) Reply

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