give me your fear.

when lights have gone out, and you lay in bed with doubt.
there's always a hidden nightmare.
making your skin shiffer.
wonder what you would do with your life.
looking forward, but don't find the guts to continue.
you're scrared, but you can't move.
you've got itchy bitchy spiders walking on you.
It doesn't helps now.
no medication no drugs.
you are left on your own in this dark night.
But if you would cry, and show pitty there in sollitude.
No one else would, atleast you can be honest with yourself.
Let fear crawl inside of you, but give it back to me.
cause I know what to do with it.
give those tears in your eyes some space,
let them walk out like dreamy water.
and look inside of that teardrops, and find your dreams.
you can only see my white teeth.
i'm invisible yet talking to you.
there's no need to worry, it's only worth worrieng yourself.
i'm not someone who takes in on your life.
mainly a dream character.
in real life you walk and run hard.
but in these dreamy landscapes you are delivered to your rem sleep.
it's at this state you feel most vulnerable.
weak or left behind.
but now you've gained your personal liberty.
Cause that's what every human being faces once when no friends or family are left.
you are on your own.
with good aqcuaintances left.
who wil form a new family
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2010

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Comments (5)

tomboygirl
Intriguing,I'd like to know the meaning,and what made you write this trolfar..
Redex
Enjoyed reading this very much, many questions too.handshake
caroljoyce
Is it about someone trying to get off drugs? Nice take o 'itsy bitsy spinders, clever write....confused
agoodguy2have
a questioning yet commanding write. i really like "give those tears in your eyes some space," interesting.
trolfar
it's actually something people face in life.
a certain fear, or a multiple collection of obscenities.
but basically what humans go through.
it's actually a poem which comforts one an other.
in thinking there is someone who cares.
and a jester who is trying to give comfort.
some lines are confusing, but that's part of the poem to harvest doubt.
I like people forming their own opinion about it.

thank you for reading.
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