The Deepest End of the Ocean
I used to think that spiders
were my deepest fear
Or even snakes so hideous
I'd dare not venture near -
Or drowning in the salty foam
swimming at the beach
It's sandy shore that seems so close
yet still so out of reach.
Maybe the thought of fire
burning down our home
Many times I've felt its heat
so close that it has come -
Cyclones or tornadoes
we don't often see down here
Those moments so destructive;
are they my greatest fear?
But alas as frightening as they are
no act of God compares
To the deepest fear I feel
in my moments of despair -
This silent wave you cannot hear
barrelling down the path,
You cannot see till its too late
the damage it imparts.
What is it, you may wonder
but do I have to tell?
It's no stranger I can guarantee
you also know it well -
It's the deepest end of the sea
an ocean far and wide,
Filled with things like loneliness
and emptiness inside.
But no matter how far out you swim
you never find a way
To drown the feeling that it will
catch up with you someday -
You see, I have no children
all else will fade away,
Then I'll be alone with no family
till I go to my grave.
© Christina aka Stina
2008
Wicked Spider
Hideous profile,
freezes me in my tracks.
A thousand eyes,
see any place I hide.
Quick legs,
sneaky and fast.
Invade my dreams,
I awake gasping for air.
Just the thought of you,
shivers dance on my skin.
Formidable diminutive monster.
© Faith Frisby-Petrusevski
2008
Hurting You
If I see hurt in your eyes,
it kills me
The very thought of you
hurting, because of me
Opens up a black hole
in the pit of my stomach
Into which I crawl
to smother the pain
of hurting you
It's not even the last thing
I want to do,
Because I never want to
© Brennie Barnhart
2008
My Fears
I'm afraid of being left behind
in the wake of my love
for you
I'm afraid to love,
for fear it might not be
reciprocated
I'm afraid to let you see me
in all my humanness
in case my humanness
is ugly
I'm afraid I'm not loveable
like everyone else
seems to be
I'm afraid. I'm afraid
I feel I'm afraid to be
who I'm meant to be
in fear of the responsibility
it takes to be me
© Brennie Barnhart
2008