TheSilentPoet

Sometimes, 
It can feel tedious saying
"I love you" to someone you love,
But when you are fighting,
The thing that you want to hear the most 
Is "I love you.". 
 

Some days,
My mind has built a castle,
Of smooth, shiny stone.
And I can lounge around,
Spend the day sitting on my throne.
Other days,
I'm poorer than a mouse,
My shack is made
Of damp, dirty cardboard 

Can you hear,
The Rythm of life?
The song your shoes make,
Walking down the street.
Step,
Step,
Step,
Crunch.
Step,
Step,
Step,
Crunch.
Or the melody,
Of the sparrow's flight.
Flap, flap,
Swoop,

The trees were cold,
When all of this started.
And now, we've had at least 2 60 degree days,
And a 70 degree one.
Is it May already?
The buds are opening,
I saw a dandelion a week ago,
But where are my friends?

I am afraid of Fear.
The threat of being trapped in its icy grasp completely terrifies me.
Oh, how ironic.
No, 
Do not laugh,
This is not funny.
To be afraid of fear is to be clinging to success,
Which only I may have,