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Fear is a feeling
It happens where love
does, in your stomach
And it spreads like
Love does, when I’m scared
I don’t know it, I’m too good
At not showing it
Why should I ever be afraid,
I introspect, but I am now more than ever
Fear is a feeling
Face twisted, shoved in concrete
Skin flakes off, lost to the soles
Of people walking by the next day,
The night before, on that very same street
A young man was arrested and brutally beaten
Yet no one knows what sticks to their souls
Fear is a feeling
Deep in the pit
Quick as a rattlesnake
But with far less warning
Morning evening, pre-cognitive
While breathing
Fear is a feeling
It drives me crazy
I know I’m afraid
Yet I can’t see me
I know what scares me
Yet I can’t believe it
I know what scares you
Because you don’t want me see it.