Fear and Clinging to Hope

Poetry

Photo by Guillaume de Germain on Unsplash

Yesterday, I was reminded of the dark,
The phantom lurking in the shadows,
The Crowe atop a decayed tree,
The chilling wind in a midnight breeze.

Last night, I mused on fear,
Outcomes we spend our lives running away from,
Ghosts from our darkest dreams,
We chase careers, means and more,
To slip away from…