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Fear
by Jeffrey ParrenAs time goes by
My exposure causes comfort.
Maybe a false one at that,
For the sights
Leave me, over,
Exposed to all the pain.
Momentary lapses remind
Of the monotonous toil,
Of worry and fright,
The feelings so unwanted.
The it of it-ing,
The it that multiplies.
If it causes itself,
Maybe I cause myself?
To be the way,
I want to not want.
The feelings so powerful,
The results so futile.
It shows red, black,
I see green, blue.
I like lying to myself,
How couldnt you?
As time goes by
My exposure causes comfort.
12/18/2001
Posted on 03/30/2005
Copyright © 2024 Jeffrey Parren
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/31/05 at 10:04 PM ...jeff, it's good to give our fears colors...it's easier to keep up with them, since we got a million...nahaahhahaha, read your "opposites don't attract" and remarked about how it describes well the old adage...of opposites attracting...harrummmph!! but, i loved it and my 'puter went south as i replied soooo this is two replies....good work, peace, chaz |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/10/05 at 02:09 AM I smile in sympathy. You've intriguingly expressed feelings many if most have had at one time or another I think. |
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