Things I Fear
THINGS I FEAR
phobia’s vice grips solid
myriads of faceless fears
hidden depths of horror
lie beneath brave
smokescreen
tremors of heights vice
take away life’s balance
one wrong move or shift
descending fall
unforeseen
suffocating small spaces
with no way to escape
oxygen depleted
collapses walls
in between
stifling crowded places
too many strange faces
weigh down heavily
crushing spaces
inner peace
strangling freedom
fighting demons
© Kim van Breda- 3 May 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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