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Jun 2015
my mother told me I was Brave-
so I tried
to be
(Brave, that is)

I refused to be scared
I just pushed
the feeling
away
(FREAR, that is)

I conquered
like I was
Napoleon
(the great, that is)

roller coasters-
I rode
stages-
I performed on
the dark-
what about it?

but even though everyone
thought I was
(Brave that is)

I know I will
always be
weak

I FEAR

what if God
isn't ?
(real, that is)

what if I chose the wrong one?
(God that is)

what if when I die, it is just black nothingness?
(no thoughts or awareness, that is)

it is represented by a question mark
(my FEAR, that is)

my mother says I
should not
worry

"nobody knows"
my mother would
say

I know mom,
that's why
I am
AFRAID
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