In the mist of darkness
Vision I see clear
Becoming view as it value
Lays in the brightness.
Much of things I see around as
Simple as a plain paper are more
Heavier than what I thought
Within myself I'm scared
Scared of things that cost life
Shed of blood and other things
That leave man deformed.
Fear of falling, fear of climbing
And fear of exploring new things
To those things I can't oughtered
The nightmares I had that held back
My breakthrough.
I've been so scared of death, seeing
One lifeless without hope of living
Again, watching his body rotten to
Dust.
Nothing is more scaring like falling
Out from family's love to the love
You choose outside.
Holding such desire easily shoot
You out for enemies to devour
To all I fear, love is the most I fear
Because it live to hurt ones soul forever.
Written by :
Uzochukwu Bright Nsiegbe.
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