
What are you afraid of? He asks with a glimmer in his eye
How much do you want to know? I respond, of course, I’m afraid to die
Each fear merits a colour, in my little book of honesty
White is the fear that I don’t truly know me
Blue is for the crashing water, for the day that I almost drown
And also for the fear, that I’ll ever make you frown
Pink is for my fears as a woman
Cover up, be beautiful, fear the man
Purple is for leaving my childhood behind
No more innocence in this grown up mind
Red is the fear that I’ll never be enough
Will you decide to leave me when the going gets tough
Silver are the words ‘I just don’t love you anymore’
What if you feel the same as he, my heart would not resurge from the floor
Amber is the fear that I’ll always be waiting for something more
Can I be happy if I never leave the shore
Yellow is fearing that I am a bad daughter
How can I help you, when your whole life you’ve felt like a lamb to the slaughter
Gold is the fear that the moon and stars could fade away
When all that’s left is a black sky and we did not appreciate today
My fears are my own, and alone I will wallow
But in my heart I can seek solace, and my heart I must follow


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