Win the War
Every time I look into your eyes,
I see the fear inside.
It bites and bribes and lies to your soul.
Like an icy ocean it tosses you to and fro,
trying to keep you too far below...
blinding your heard, and shutting your eyes,
making you want to hide.
But:
It's never too late,
You cannot let yourself drown,
I'll pull you up when fear pulls you down.
The ocean's there, but so is the sun.
Always there for you to help you through,
and show you the truth,
You will be found,
If you look up and swim some
Don't ever be afraid. For it's never too late.
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.