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A Fear For Me
Everyone has different veiws
Different thoughts, different fears
So many things to be afraid of
Frightening thoughts, provoking tears
One may be in fear of
Being locked within small rooms
Inside with no air to breathe
Might cause these people doom
Apprehension of another
Might be a rope around their neck
To hang in midair
To become a choking wreck
So many in the world
Are afraid of any death
Their own, someone else's
So they join in on Meth
Others may be losing
In a game of lust and love
A partner leaving, forgetting
Their heart crashing from above
A fear for me would have to be
Loneliness inside
No friends, family, no love
The thought I want to hide
Trepidation of having no one
No one who really cares
Dying all by myself, alone
It's too much to bare
And so you know my secret
The one thing of which I dread
But everyone's is different
The fears swimming in their heads
This poem is strong, Not only do we fear fear it's self we also fear the fact that death is everyone worse fear nice job of the apathy of Secrecological Ryhme
You hit this one right on the mark. Excellent job!