Why do we allow our fears to chase us endlessly?
Why do we turn and run and not face them?
Why do we not fight with our very souls?
Why do we rush from that which is within our grasp?
What is this power that holds our spirits down?
How can we bring forth the strength to say,
"Stop this madness?"
Do we not tire from such a wasteful effort?
Why do we not use this energy to love someone?
Why do fears manifest themselves into our restful slumber?
Why can't we live and never regret the past that haunts?
Why is this fear within so very strong?
Why do we dwell on it and let it destroy our lives?
Why do we rush from that which is within our grasp?
How can we bring forth the strength to say,
"Stop this madness?"
Why do we not use this energy to love someone?
Why can't we live and never regret the past that haunts?
Why do we dwell on it and let it destroy our lives?
Author-Lady Luv
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