Samuel Durant Poet Free verse

I Need the Fear

tell me your lies 
and your careless tales 
oh, but 
they were all true 
and it takes me back 
to those times 
cruising on the backroads 
waiting for the light of night 
  
and in the ballroom 
when life has sung its song 
listen real close 
peek in the corner 
i'll be 
the fat lady 
howling my lies 
my careless tales 
they were all true 
and it takes me back 
  
to, to those times 
those rhymes 
but why 
why does it have to end this way? 
  
i don't mind it too much 
it's cold, and comfortable here 
i still sweat a little 
but i need this fear 
and the sneers, and jeers 
  
I've pissed these years away 
now my shoes are all wet.

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