Facing Fear
I found myself on a dusky, dark street.
I found myself afraid of what I might meet.
But all I met was fear of the unknown.
I feared the thought that I was alone.
The fear was palpable and chilled my bones.
There were dark and sinister undertones
to what I pictured would happen to me.
What it was I couldn't foresee.
What I was doing here I realized now.
I was here to overcome fear somehow.
I looked up and saw the moon in my view,
the same old moon from the streets I knew.
With that in mind I ventured ahead
and left that place that brought me dread.
The mind can conjure up all kinds of things
and when it does, oh the terror it brings.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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