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    dots Submission Name: When fear finds you... (rewritten)dots

    Author: pixie_007
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    dotsWhen fear finds you... (rewritten)dots

    When I was little, I used to crawl under my bed
    I would hide there from it. For years Fear couldn’t find me.
    But when I turned 10, the space became too small.
    So I hid inside my closet and hoped Fear won't find me.
    I was too naïve, for Fear found its way into my secret hiding place.

    I needed to flee somewhere far away, so when I turned 20
    I hopped on a plane and crossed an ocean on the way,
    I finally found that one place where Fear couldn't touch me.

    Still Fear found me... There was nothing I could do but give in.
    I couldn't fight, I never learned how to.
    My surrender was embarrassing and the humiliation still lingers in my mind.

    I have grown since then, learned a few things about Fear.
    So this time around if fear came looking,
    I will be waiting.

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      Perhaps it's not so much about running away, but preparing for each and every battle.
    When our fears become reality, they almost present themselves as entities...

    and all entities tire.

    I mean, why do you think religious people always ask "Why has God given up on me?" or "Why does He do this?"
    | Posted on 2015-05-14 00:00:00 | by MyPeriodical | [ Reply to This ]
      Your post reminds me of this poem by Louis MacNeice:


    In my childhood trees were green
    And there was plenty to be seen.

    Come back early or never come.

    My father made the walls resound,
    He wore his collar the wrong way round.

    Come back early or never come.

    My mother wore a yellow dress;
    Gently, gently, gentleness.

    Come back early or never come.

    When I was five the black dreams came;
    Nothing after was quite the same.

    Come back early or never come.

    The dark was talking to the dead;
    The lamp was dark beside my bed.

    Come back early or never come.

    When I woke they did not care;
    Nobody, nobody was there.

    Come back early or never come.

    When my silent terror cried,
    Nobody, nobody replied.

    Come back early or never come.

    I got up; the chilly sun
    Saw me walk away alone.

    Come back early or never come.

    Louis MacNeice (1940)

    Although MacNeice seems to accept his fate as an inevitable loss, your persona is ready to declare war and win back the happiness he lost. Without knowing anything except what you reveal of yourself in this write, I gather that the sensitivity of an otherwise gentle soul may have rubbed shoulders with some painful disappointments.

    Just my thoughts on yours.

    | Posted on 2015-05-09 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]

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