Our fear

The fear lives inside us

We carry it with us like a handbag

Sometimes it is strong like a gigantic man

Other times it is just nagging us

But we can never walk away

Quick as a snake when called

It distort our action and cripples the mind

And sometimes save our lives




I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts and the world ends. The winter is here and is so cold...

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Posted in Fear, Poem, Poems, Poetry, war

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