the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 118 – Fifth Grade Fears

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If I were to be afraid, I think I could do fear justice.
And not to be rude, but I don’t think I can rush this.

Often I fear the darkness, absorbing frequencies of light.
I fear the monsters in the distance, bringing terror to my night.

I’m terrified of the murderers, hidden in the corners of my mind,
And the psychopathic killers who plot to make me blind.

I fear the crawling demons, they can capture me in seconds,
And the vicious wolves, they obey when the moonlight beckons.

And I promise I’m not going crazy, but I swear they’re after me.
Myths, ghost stories, and movies? They’re as real as reality.


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