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My Fears
  There is instinct
  And  there is knowledge
  That is what a friend once side
  A friend who has bought my fears to the surface
  Though he wasn’t trying
  He did so in a way that hurt
  Like a carpet burn when you crash
  To the floor with such force
  But this was a different burn
  It not only hurt the skin
  It hurt the mind
  He had cracked my safe
  I woke up and saw a new world
  A world that was depressive
  A world full of fear
  A world full of self hate
  I walked around all day
  With two new friends
  One was good but hardly spoke
  One was bad but spoke the most
  I carried them with me
  And he pulled away
  Away from friends
  Away from lifes color
  I didn’t understand
  I knew my fears were noticed
  I knew they were now in the open
  I knew that they were now someone else's
  I wanted to speak
  But fear pulled
  Fear tugged
  Fear kept me from explaining
  The good voice tried his best
  But he couldn’t make it through
  While the bad voice laid there
  Mocking,shouting,cursing,pounding
  I was broken
  I was scared
  I realised my safe
  Was now cracked
  What had I feared most?
  Someone seeing my insides
  Someone taking me from behind
  Someone moving my protective shade
  He looked in my eyes
  He saw there was no twinkle
  He saw there’d been one
  But now it was lost
  He didn't mean to but he did
  He didn’t want the distance
  He wanted to tell the truth
  And the truth is what was told
  The bad voice said something
  I will never forget it
  He said “It’s your fault!
  You killed your grandmother!”
  Was that what tortured me?
  Is that what was hiding?
  Is that what hid my twinkle?
  Was this what was deep inside?
  I had to speak
  I had to pull from fear
  And tell them why
  Why I was so distant
  And when I did to my surprise
  They understood it all
  They said they’d been there
  They said that everything would be ok
  He apologized and said
  “I didn’t mean to break you”
  But in it all
  I feel like I’m better
  I have many more fears
  And I know that somehow
  Somewhere,some way
  I can face them when needed

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This was an actual event from my life that my actually glad happened.