"fighting Fears"
I hear whispers that sing past my ears...
Telling me that my walls are made of fears...
A breeze flows through my clouded mind...
Little secrets and hidden words that I find...
Some come down on paper, others I file away...
Take them out in time for a better way....
My insides pray for peace and salvation...
For more days of love and consideration....
Take a breath of air from a cool summer night...
Hold it in till the butterfly's run out of sight...
And sit and remember all that's good in this life...
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2010
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