Monday, September 29, 2014

Fear poem



Fear of a storm in the middle of the night
Fear of not being concious enough to know what life is
Fear of a ringing phone in the dead of night
Fear of the night without moon
Fear of height
Fear of being sared of other's pain
Fear of the end of the light
Fear of the rage of a kind man
Fear of being alone
Fear of hurting who I love
Fear of the end of the time

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful!

    Just one remark:
    * fear of not being conscious enough to know what life is (?)
    That line doesn't sound idiomatic enough.
    (We write "enough" before nouns but after adjectives).

    See you!

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