mjarabrab

What name have you, from whom I hide,
Your powers upon me grace.
Failing to escape you, each time I've tried,
Your reflection is on my face.

Why must you haunt me, following so,
My life, despite my dreams?
What will it take to let you go,
Is it easier than what it seems?

I listen and wait, here for you,
Frozen by your mere threat.
Behind my window, I peer through,
As a coward, which I regret.

Meanwhile my dreams pass me by,
My talents, yet not spoken.
To believe in myself, and to try,
Your spell will then be broken.

No longer will I hide from you,
Your name, no longer near.
To realize what I always knew,
Now distant, your name is fear.

twinklewriter

Barbarea...A lovely read and the flow of words where great...twinks