Feb 2020
My tepid fears take my soul,
Fearing my existence
Just as I feared them.
A mutual bond
Of predator and prey,
But now we’re both prey.
Fearing my existence
Just as I feared them.
A mutual bond
Of predator and prey,
But now we’re both prey.
Since it’s now the thirteenth, I thought I’d write a poem about fearing the worst and hoping for mutual love.
