Greatest Fear

What’s your greatest fear?

Thy dreadful disdain?

Be it hurt? Pain?

Embarrassment and shame?

What’s your deepest secret

That lurks in the dark?

That’s rigidly stark

Once you peel back the bark?

And so you think;

Alas it seems

Your dreams are hidden—

Those bare, convicting things.

Think you wise

To train your eyes

To birth a guise

Of silent lies?

Eyes—reflecting blue 

Which never knew

The stifling truth

Of your heart and you.

And Ink—reflecting blue

Which ever knew

The piercing truth

Of things you do.

What’s my greatest fear?

As far as can tell

It’s life without YAH

More than it’s Hell.

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