Poetry

Fear Itself

She took on too much recently
That she felt like she’d explode
All she wanted was for this town to leave
But she took on another huge load

So now she resides in her gaol
Wanting evermore to breakout
Even though this is where she hails
It’s nothing for her to shout about

She sees more in life
More than most ever do
But people lose the will to strive
Stuck in conformity by invisible glue

Maybe it’s a fear thing who knows
To make that leap of faith
To take a step into the unknown
To find that inner brave

But fear itself isn’t always to blame
But it does rule the soul
Weighing heavy like a falling rain
Burying you in a hole

So she wonders if she’ll ever leave
To make that move finally
Then from life she can again believe
Then she can be free

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Darren Greenidge

I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life. I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones. Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible. My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love. I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''

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