"ryll" poems
Fear of cats is chasing me,
I keep on running,
It keep on following,
I wanna go somewhere I cannot be seen.
Then I came out to a realization,
Fear is just challenging me,
Seeing til where I can be,
And what can I do
Today I am feeling macabre,
I'm the grotesque version of Ryll,
Holding a kitten for a while,
I am happy to say, "I conquered my fear".
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC