Fears
Why am I so afraid?
That splintering feeling
down my spine.
The things that hold hostage
my mind, emotions, and words.
I become immobal;
my actions arrested,
a million things flash
before my eyes.
If I move
Everything will fall
And shatter,
like a fragile mirror.
And as I look into
the pieces I've created,
I remember why,
I was afraid.
 
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