Treasure Island

Joshua Bantum

(May 18th,1989 / Paradise, CA)

Live


Live without fear
Like a man on a boat envisions the seven seas
When he sleeps

Like a flower blossoms beneath
The snowy darkened night

Live without fear
like scars compiled
that keep on gathering company

Live without fear
like the women who brings a child into this world of uncertainty

Live without fear
Like a pen that touches
A blank piece of paper

Live,
Because to do so
Implies there is no hindrance
And fear is hindrance in absolute form

It was fear I left behind
Because every time I kissed you,
I knew one day
You wouldn’t be there to receive it.

Submitted: Monday, September 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 01, 2013

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