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Meaningless Fear

Terrified of Nothing

By Antonia CameronPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I don't want the emptiness to envelope me here in the dark

Can't fight the feeling that something is terribly wrong

Upon closing my eyes the vision of you is stark

Although it only stays with me until the shadows grow long

Lock every door and window knowing well it does nothing to stop

The things that lurk on the edges of reality

Telling myself they don't exist only makes me want to drop

My only relief is that they would not need me

Simply put that is small consolation

Terror lies in wait for its planted its seeds

Wishing I had a real need for sedation

I know evil does not only take what it needs?

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Antonia Cameron

I'm 21 and I've always written. I just don't believe loving a career path could be enough to make it come true and my son comes first

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