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Still Scared

STILL SCARED
When I was a child
I was afraid
Scared of the dark
Of all things unseen
Scare of heights
of platforms up high
Scared of water
Places that you can drown
Scared of people
Strange and unfamiliar
Scared of ghosts 
Hidden under the bed

Now an adult
Am big and grown
Thought of my fears
Would now be gone
But still...
Am afraid.

Scared of the dark
A future so unclear
Scared of heights
Falling from my castles
Scared of water
Life’s overwhelming floods
Scared of people
Hearts so very evil
Scared of ghosts
The skeletons in my closet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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