*Another old poem, previously unpublished.
Fear.
At the depths of me,
That’s what kept me
Immobilized
Terrorized
Fear of losing.
Fear of loosing
the floods of your
disapproval.
Because maybe you’re right
And I am wrong.
So I stayed quiet for too long.
And boiled deep inside
pains I tried to hide.
And erupted unfairly
Unexpected and unkindly.
I’m sorry.
What’s wrong with me?
I’m sorry.