Friday, 30 September 2011

I love this little poem. It came to me in a rush one day completly formed, and complete. It matches my mind perfectly. Scambled.



Are you really afraid,

Perhaps you should have stayed

At home

Completely alone.



You look as though you’re disturbed,

By something you may have heard.

Or perhaps seen

What could have been.



Fear comes in all shapes and sizes,

Depending on just what arises.

Look at what has passed

The history you have amassed.



You really should stay at home,

By yourself completely alone.

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