Living Fears
Broken words thrash in my tears
as I way the price of living fears.
Abusive anticipations constricting my perception
of the delicate times I desire
in the approaching tides of time.
But more do I value the delight
of present times spent with my significant.
So I wait for the tides to drift in
and relish the love I currently possess.
Copyright © Macy Southern | Year Posted 2012
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