Who are you that sits on a self made throne,
That’s padded with a pillow of pride,
Wearing a robe of perfection?
Your know-it-all attitude
And hastily pointing fingers,
Fill the air with dread,
As you speak words
That tear down
It came creeping
In the dark night of my soul
Fear over shadowed
Covering like a thick fog
I lay paralized
Frozen in its doubt and dread
Until a shaft of hope
Broke through the darkness bringing
Strenght to rise and overcome
“When you face fear it evaporates. Shadows cannot stand light. —LeAura Alderson
This quote by LeAura is very true.
And this poem I wrote today is written from one of my true experiences with fear. We must face our fears and when we do they will dissipate.
Shakespeare also said it well:
“Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.”
(This quote has also helped me to face fears many times in my life.)
I wrote a poem today inside my head,
It’s positivity chased dread.
It’s words uplifted and carried,
Those dreary thoughts that tarried,
And freed my mind to see,
The joy awaiting me,
In a new day,
Where I may,
[NaPoWritMo–Day 27–Ekphrastic poem] [April 2014 PAD Challenge–Day 27]