Josh Alfred

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Angst 4 - Poem by Josh Alfred

Time is like a heavy weight,
slipping slowly till its gone.
How it with no heart hates
Passion when its strong.
My only enemy is fear consuming.
Angst, small terror in empty time.
Where is that peace looming?
Every time I look, it ducks behind.
My whole soul is waiting to transform,
But time just won't allow.
Despite the inner storm
I am stuck in a time called now.
If I could find solace in future blurred
Only then my heart would rest assured.

Topic(s) of this poem: angst

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 2, 2015

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