New Reality
None of those old fears came true.
It’s not that I’ve been evading danger.
No. I’m not that heroic.
All the wormholes that I thought were going to take me away…
Were in my head.
And now I am living in the true reality.
Which is agonizingly quiet some days.
So that I must remind myself not to fill the air with those old voices.
But to instead listen to the new voices that are benign.
I’ll take a second to hear my friend say something nice to me.
I’ll take a deep breath and smile.
Which gives me a moment of peace.
Before a new fear arises.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
