Monday 8 August 2011

The Fear…


Heart’s aching
Don’t know what to do
Will I die?
Or is it shrills of fear

I ponder, look around
Nothing seems to approach
Yet an ache, a torrid one
That leaves me edgy  

Relax, calm down, relax
I’m told.
How long I want to know
I’m scared, it aches

Stifled I stay on
Compose is all I can do
Right within my heart,
I tell myself….

Look Ahead, Face It and You Shall Overcome.