Fears

FEARS Wandering thoughts while half asleep Waiting for ghosts that come back to creep In my mind, while squirming in bed Woke up and shuffled , bury my face deep Dishonesty haunts my spirit in slumber Inches from face putting me asunder With every breath, he lies there awake Dancing with the wind, surrounding my breadth Throbbing heart that skips so fast Bile piling up, counting, keeping a mark, Fingers clutching hair, while toes are numb With soul so tired, groping, resigned Reckoning, fleeing from truth, Squinting, moving, crying in shrill voice, Though in quandary, deciding to move on, To settle the confusion without affectation Pallor sweeping countenance with fear Head bowed down before a council in circle Waiting for judgement, becalmed by quiet, Of liberating step, I dared to take.