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Tyler Matthew Aug 2017
If your spirit must one day clear,
and our lives at once must cease,
if that sweet smile must leave your face,
and time must claim its lease,
then, Allison, let's not a moment waste,
let's pick the fruit and savor the taste.

And if the hour should ever come
when the two of us must part,
or phantom fiends creep from the dark,
their daggers aimed at our hearts,
then, Allison, don't be afraid,
for our love's hand is always stayed.
After Thomas Carew's "Persuasions to Enjoy."
I used to hide from the night
because I believed it was alive.

A shift-shaper of my deepest fears.

I used to hide from the night
because (to me) darkness was just visual silence,
and I hated silence.

In silence, all I had was my mind.
In darkness, all I had was my mind.

I used to hide from the night.
Until I learned we were one.

I am mysterious, made of stars, powerful.
Like silence, I hold secrets, fear, ideas, potential.

I am the stars that pierce the darkness,
A roar of thunder that breaks the silence.
And I am not afraid.
Absence of light does not equal absence of power.
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2017
Every tiny yield
you give to anxiety
A hesitant step
back
From your true heart
and
untapped potential.
Its easy to say and hard to do.
Fear is crippling. Everyone has their own battle with it too.
Its normal but if you go through life without taking a risk, you'll never truly fly. You'll never truly live
Zelda Jul 2017
Sent a ******* note calling it an apology
And a phone with a promise that if I needed you all I had to do was call
And I’d be tempted
If your shield never came crashing down on my chest

This is a Civil War
The moment I realize what I’ve always known
I was never your friend
This is the part of the story where you abandon me
In the middle of nowhere
But it’s not like you were ever there  

Shattered my armor, made of iron, into a million pieces
They said engineers could fix anything
Create a brighter, better, brand new future
So I’ll spend the rest of my life fixing my broken heart

This is a Civil War
The moment we disregard peace negotiations
No compromises, it’s all your fault
This is where I stop following orders and take control
I’ll take my chances with the guilt
As it swallows me alive

The longest hours of my life
Waiting in a hospital room
Playing with the lighter,
You gave to me,
As everything you ever said and everything I never said
Came crashing down like that shield on my chest

This is a Civil War
I woke up shouting in the best way
Trembling limbs, anxious heart
But I won’t back down
This is the end of the story
This time I refuse kneel before your monarchy
This Civil War is mine
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
Fear is not in her dictionary
And yes, if you said jump, she would
She is not afraid of heights
Or animals with sharp teeth
Or the water when it gets too deep
Or the sound of thunder during the night
Her heart does not skip a beat when the door squeaks
Her eyes do not see the consequence of jumping without a parachute
Her mind does not play tricks on her in the dark
Her dare-devil reality is no longer a fantasy
She grew up with make-believe stories
But no one ever told her that it wasn't real
So now that she's grown
She will still watch the sky
And imagine herself flying
No fear will ever find her
There's nothing scary about dying
She is fearless.
Liz Carlson May 2017
I once knew a girl with a wide smile,
she had quite the interesting style.
She lived in the clouds,
and invited the crowds.
She swam with sharks,
and saw everything in colorful sparks.
When she was told to act her age,
she threw quite the rage.
Eventually life caught up to the girl,
and she never again stopped to twirl.
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