Spiralled ramblings

Tell you everything?
My thoughts are stolen
snippets of wordless
beliefs built on
empty searches of
knowledge and you
scare me. I am the
raw essence and you
are the knowing.
I am a voice, meek,
reaching and you wear
the markings of
of many teachers and
many pages and
many books. . .
Tell you everything
I think. . .
It is fear
trepidation
I should own
no such thoughts
I should utter no
words
But I will, I fear
the shadowed
entity you see
when you look
at me
But fear is
my passion
Fear is my
strength
Fear is my
power. . .
Everything
next time.
KH ©2018

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