Many Ways
Many Ways
There are many ways to pretend
That fear does not exist.
Until you wake at night
From dreams of narrow bridges,
Speed, falling, screaming.
Your heart pounds, you flinch.
From every noise in the darkness.
All you can do is pray…
For your mind to stay intact.
You sit for hours analyzing
Images you cannot forget.
Questioning the path in life
As if nightmares are real.
Heidi Sands
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2016
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