Invisible No More

It holds me

It suits me

It neon coats me

Listen to the waves of

darkness

crashing upon the shore

Things once taken in stride

are only causing danger

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It holds me

It suits me

It neon coats me

Take upon the blood of

sadness

coursing through my veins

Moving inward;  Ever Inward

Into my dead and shattered heart

–

–

It holds me

It suits me

It neon coats me

I do not feel the fear of

cowards

Yet I am afraid all the same

I move on through Indigo dreams

And suddenly tangible Nightmares

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–

It holds me

It suits me

It neon coats me

It is fear

                                                            8-28-94

                                                                            ©Patti Keno

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3 responses to “It Is Fear”

1. bjsscribbles says:

   January 6, 2015 at 5:58 pm

   Thank you for finding and following my blog, I follow in return

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2. jannatwrites says:

   January 11, 2015 at 6:32 pm

   I like the repetition. Fear is debilitating and has a way of finding us, holding us, and will not let go.

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3. momtheobscure says:

   January 14, 2015 at 4:37 pm

   Im right there with you. I like the repetition as well, really works here like fear nibbling on our ears!

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