72 Hours (Poem)
I wrote this poem really late at night, so that should explain a lot.
Chapter 1
72 Hours
I no longer fear death
I only fear failure
As well as what follows it
I fear the 72 hours
I don't fear rejection from pearly white gates
I don't fear the devil and her eternal flames
I fear oblivion and the void of what's unknown
I fear the 72 hours
I don't fear what's deep inside
But I mustn't speak my mind
Because that is when my fear comes true
I fear the 72 hours
What if I take each one in power
Listen to Lilith's secrets told by the hour
I fear what I'll learn in that time
I fear the 72 hours
Or maybe I'll learn nothing at all
I'll just fake a smile and try to stand tall
Because my fears and fantasies won't come true
In only 72 hours
Instead I'll be back on track as a pawn
Starting a game of mess at square one
And to think that it only took them
72 hours
I only fear failure
As well as what follows it
I fear the 72 hours
I don't fear rejection from pearly white gates
I don't fear the devil and her eternal flames
I fear oblivion and the void of what's unknown
I fear the 72 hours
I don't fear what's deep inside
But I mustn't speak my mind
Because that is when my fear comes true
I fear the 72 hours
What if I take each one in power
Listen to Lilith's secrets told by the hour
I fear what I'll learn in that time
I fear the 72 hours
Or maybe I'll learn nothing at all
I'll just fake a smile and try to stand tall
Because my fears and fantasies won't come true
In only 72 hours
Instead I'll be back on track as a pawn
Starting a game of mess at square one
And to think that it only took them
72 hours
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Oohh that's good
I theorize this is about a little chess-piece-pawn? X3
No, actually. I just comparing myself to a pawn.
Oh, phooie! So close! -3-
Great poem!
Thank you!