I never used to be scared of the dark
but the walls gather close around me
and steal my breath into their porous
lungs and I am shrinking, shrinking in
this place that leaves me trying to fix
my collapsed chest with handfuls of
scarcity. The night goes too long and
I’m not sure whether I am more afraid
to sleep or not sleep; either way I am
forced into combat against fears I try
and defeat yet I’m held defeated, and
inside these six degrees of separation
you still remain the one thing in this
world I can never seem to reach.
Do you remember the day you left?
You asked when I was going to let you
love me.
I don’t need you.
I don’t need you.
I don’t need you.
Still I keep the porch light on, just incase.
~ ©️ Kathy Parker // Fear ~
Day Twenty-Six #poemadayfeb: Fear