Jan 01, 2010 12:52
Fear
I rip you out of my chest and hand
you back,
still beating bloody,
to those who delivered you there.
I send you back with a message.
The burden is theirs.
Fear,
I send you back
to the stars,
through rocks alive with fire,
to be transformed into love.
Fear,
who called me your own,
you are the circle we travel at night,
letting our fingers trail down lovers' backs
as hideouts.
You posess no guns and you are all smoke and mirrors.
Fear, your cape of madness
that circles our globe
I cast off and cut
with shearing scissors.
I scream you away.
I pray you away.
You are away.
Fear,
you are breathing your last.