Melani Udaeta Poet Tritina

Residue Of Fear

A little taste of my darkest fear,
it could happen now or tomorrow;
Beware of what speculations come;

You trusted this day would never come; 
Believing it to be a fictitious fear,
just think about all of this tomorrow;

So much easier to handle tomorrow,
without a worry of what will come;
Nothing remains but the residue of fear;

I fear tomorrow, for I know what’s to come.

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