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Growing up - my fear

A poem

By Julia HeusslerPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Growing up - my fear
Photo by Sourabh Panari on Unsplash

Hope you can forgive my bluntness,

my sense of despair,

my thoughts are still young,

my eyes are still clear

hope you can forgive my blistering fear

my hope is still endless

my dreams, they still rear

my anger is sparkling

while I wipe down some tears

I cling to my youth like a shivering child

my old life is lost,

my new one not tried

strange tongues are still speaking

they all taste the same

a boy grabs my hand

I remember his name

my days, they seem eternal

as the years have flown by

the river keeps flowing

the mermaids do cry

So I nourish the cowboys,

the cattle, the tree

I watch was has been taken

by a merciless sea

I keep my head up

dance through the constant of noise

keep the words in my mouth

watch my world be destroyed

I hope you forgive my dishonest lie

only silence remains

cruel is the sky

I hope that you mind me

and I hope you forget

I hope to find wisdom

I hope to regret

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Julia Heussler

Likes to make the world laugh but prefers cries, unmistakenly dyslexic, hasn't drawn a perfect circle yet

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