Being Human.Being Alive. Poem by Nemo Outis
Being Human.Being Alive.
Rating: ★3.3
In the mist is something unknown
that am scared of
But hope keeps me going
In the dark is something unknown
that am afraid of
But faith keeps me walking
In the lair is something unknown
that am frightened of
But death keeps me running
Being so timid, doesn't make me weak,
doesn't make me still, keeps me alive.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Art
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