Paul Anthony Scott

Rookie (18 June 1968 / Burnley, Lancashire, England)

The Fear Of Falling - Poem by Paul Anthony Scott

So, is this the fear of falling, the fall which I’ve so often feared?
And, is this feeling of emptiness, one to which I am to revere?
And, is that my friend The Grim Reaper, staring me in the face?
And, are the feelings I have now, destined to be commonplace?
And, if this life thing is easy, why do I want to escape?
And, if my appointment with life came, just when did I become late?
This loneliness that I encounter, is one I can do well without.
These feelings of depravation, I seem to know too much about.

So, this is the fear of falling, this is the fall that I feared.
These are the cries for assistance, the tears I’ve been crying for years.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 10, 2009



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