Fear is a strange concept I could never get around,
Walking through a forest and I don't ever stop,
A fragile leaf falls before my feet,
And I crush it,
Crunching down the time,
It took fall to kill it,
And the deer they spring up,
Bounding away,
And the arrow wisses after,
Barely making the mark,
To keep me following after,
Until the stars they rise,
And the fawn tucks itself down near,
And bleets to dearly,
Knowing I have chased the does too far off,
And I slip just as far into memory as I do sleep,
Calling for mother,
Hoping she would come to accompany me,
In the new world of fear.
-Joshua Banks JJAJ
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When Sanity is Lost
PoetryAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
