Afraid Poem by Mitchell Long

Afraid



Wicked lines in tepid dreams
Waking up to unknown screams
Walk away from fray and waste
Knowing fear, a craving taste
You walk away, sad, alone
YOU know the screams, are your own

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It was a breif thought waking up one night, cold, the window was wide open, and the moon was shining brighter than i had ever seen it.
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Mitchell Long

Mitchell Long

Minneapolis
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