I fear absolutely nothing in this world,
and to the beings who believe themselves close to me
I could never be afraid.
Things are never so easy, though, are they?
Answers are never given to us; they must be sought out.
Change never comes about unless we take the first step forward.
But what does one do when the harsh reality
when the fears and the lies and the truth of things
all lie deep, deep within?
When we lay down at night, our head on the softest pillow,
we see and think of things we’ve hidden from ourselves throughout the day.
Hidden emotions arise, and epiphanies are present
in the dark of our chambers.
For me, that’s how the past few nights have gone.
I find myself restless, my mind racing and my pulse racing;
What does one do… when they have such feelings?
Ah feelings of lust and feelings of love – hidden, always, beneath this façade.
I’ve been burned, my dears, and it’s not something one recovers quickly from.
And yet… these emotions, these feelings, this pure confusion tells me so much different!
To have your heart taken from you is an experience so raw,
and I had never thought myself able to strive through it.
I play the strong maiden, the fair lady, and also the pawn,
but what I truly am – on the inside,
well, that I have yet to discover.
With a broken heart; can one really love again?
I’m not even sure who I am, so how can I know what I feel?
My fear, dear sir, lies in the way I feel about him.
I’m scared and I’m nervous, but I just can’t break the feeling.
He opens his arms so freely to me, but the others did that as well,
and look where –they- have left me.
I fear the fact that I tremble whenever he looks at me,
and that a mere touch sends shivers all throughout my bodice.
I fear these feelings that I hide; these feelings that I keep tucked within.
I fear a lot of things, but most of all…
I fear him.
Author notes
Prompt 4) What are you afraid of?
I understand that it's a little etchy, but I tried to describe as best I could what I was afraid of in the poetic form. All in all I'm quiet proud of this poem, but then again, it's not really -my- opinion that matters now is it!
In a list
A contest entry
- 10 Prompts, 20 Poets, 1000 points by Embossed.
910 points, ended April 9, 2008, 14 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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woooaaahhhh, this is great. i enjoyed this, you write well.

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You don't fear him sweet lady, you fear your own feelings towards him even though you cannot trust him.
That is what hurts the most, the relationship is unbalanced because you give and he takes.
See the light how can you love someone like that.
Are you sure this is not just a physical thing? Nature playing tricks with your mind.
How many times have i seen good women fall and be used, just because nature makes them think it is love.
I don't envy you your emotions here hun.I have felt them myself and still do.
But I have learned to control my nature, and only ever trust my instincts.
Don't pain anymore hun.
He simply is not worth it.
And anyway if you were really truthful about it to yourself, is he not just a conquest to say to all the other girls, LOOK! He just wants me and no other.
It is all very primitive, and just a silly game.
Find yourself a real man hun.One who loves you and does not just lust after you and all his conquests.

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Oh WOW!!!!!!!!


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Thats Very Strong I Really Like This It Made Me Quite Sad I Know the Feeling But This Is Very Good Work keep Up The Good Writes XD


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it's something i can relate to..i felt something that as if i was the one who wrote it.. great!
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Excellent
Wonderful expression of your feelings. Well deserving of the silver. Great job keep up the amazing work

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great write, well worthy of the silver


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awwww
That's a very good written poem. You did an amazing job you keep up the good work, and have a blessed day! -
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Thank you!
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hey i like your poetry. I also like your story about yourseldf. you are good. i would like to interview you for a project
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i totally get where you are coming from. i use to fear that a lot. things do get better. as for the poem, it is flawless. the structure is so unique, and it doesn't battle with the flow. everything seems to fall in the right place. great job! (:
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Aha... well hey thanks!
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very well written
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WOW!!! I got shivers reading that. I feel exaclty the same way its scary.
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Great poem you have here good work on the silver trophy a poem such as this had it from the start wonderful work.
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Amazing write and a trailer park boys fan also I love that show.
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Any fan of Trailer Park Boys is a friend of mine
And thankies!
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I love the tinge of prose- as if this were a private journal entry that you have presented to us. It's very intimate and very morphological. Your mind and your emotions seem to transition ever so cunningly throughout the poem. You seem to go through a strength of resolve in the first lines but this turns to doubt and restlessness. And the way you create this transition is brilliant. The poem, to me anyway, becomes in itself a twisted and ever-changing emotion.
One little question: why did you start the poem with nothing to fear, and then suddenly by the end you fear, not only 'him,' but other things as well? Do you think that the start would have related more if it began with the confession that their are things you fear, but one rises above the others? Hmm, maybe in the beginning it is a self of reassurance, perhaps?
Yet, then again, to answer my own question, my proposed beginning would utterly strip the transitionary nature away from the poem here.. hmm. Still, what do you think?
By the way, congrats on winning silver, you did a brilliant work here. So thank you for posting and best of luck. Cheers.

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Well; first of all, this is the longest and nicest comment I've ever received on a poem - so thank you very much!
Secondly, yes the way I started the poem was all about transition. I was going over things in my life as I usually do; hiding truth behind my constantly displayed facade of the strong thing I appear to be... the first few lines are mainly reflecting on how other people see me - how I pretend to be to those who really don't know me all that well. But the more the poem goes on, the more the reader finds that I'm not all I pretend to be, and that even though I say I'm strong and I say I don't fear; I'm very afraid of so many things. And yes, I suppose you could say it was like I was posting down a part of my private journal; since I sat down and opened up my heart to this. Granted; it only took me 3 minutes to write - but HEY it came from the heart!
Thank you again for your kind words
made my day
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Well, apparently, with those three minutes you have penned a wonderful tale of farce and tragedy. Well played, poet. You deserve much more praise and a lot more recognition. Cheers and thank you.
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This is great. I like how intricate and *big* the first stanza is and how straightforward and powerful the second stanza (line?) is. !!! =D
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yes this describes ur fears well


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Its Great
You can never be critical of a poem where a person opens their sol to you like the lid on a treasure chest and this poem really is a treasure.
And I know the feeling of being afraid of someone. not because of the way they are but because of the effect that have one you both mentally and physically. Your drawn to them like a moth to the flame and yet you body screams they will hurt and and you try to run away. You've described that emotions beautifully. Its a great poem.

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I think that the main word I am looking for within this piece is 'TRUST'. You fear to trust again after so many disappointments. I found this piece deep and heartfelt. Very well-written indeed.
Well done
Wayne Leon



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Thank you! And yes I know that the word TRUST should be in there, and when I first wrote it I put it in there a few times... but when I read it back over I realized that it was something that could be found between the lines - and I've always liked it when my readers can discover things on their own in my writing without it being spelled out for them.
Thank you for your kinds words ♥
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