Alexia Death ART
Life and art of a lost soul

Poetry

Here you can find my poems. Longer ones on separate pages, shorter ones on this page.

Fear

Fear tears at my soul.
Fear endless and foul.
Fear new and fear old.
Fear that must be told.

I fear the silence,
I fear the noise,
I fear all that is.
I fear all that was.

Fear for a dog,
Fear for home,
Fear for mother,
Fear for father,
Fear for sister young,
Fear for life of mine,
Fear for touch of thyne.
Fear for being wrong,
Fear for being right,
Fear for hurting you,
Fear for letting go.

A million little burning fears,
Like shards of broken glass,
I walk on uncounted endless days,
They cut my soul in milion ways.

—–

YOU
You were all in nothingness of life,
you made me real and live.
And then all went wrong and foul,
Fear screaming at darkest hour of my soul,
Your silence, turning of your back…
I have no choise but to face the fact:
You are the enemy I fear.
And yet I fail in tearing away,
Fail crying, aching, sad…
I am broken once more,
You alone can fix me word by word.
But your back has no words,
and life is meaningless again.

 

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