Fear No More
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A revised version of "Alright"... please let me know which one you like better for the poetry slam :)) <3

Fear No More

Letters flowing through my veins,

Letters flowing through my veins, Words are knocking on my brain.

Letters flowing through my veins, Words are knocking on my brain. Phrases tearing at my heart,

Letters flowing through my veins, Words are knocking on my brain. Phrases tearing at my heart, But I don’t know where to start.

Perfection’s key to being best,

Perfection’s key to being best, But the more I think, the more I stress.

Perfection’s key to being best, But the more I think, the more I stress. What’s happened to my clean cut time?

Perfection’s key to being best, But the more I think, the more I stress. What’s happened to my clean cut time? What’s happened to my flawless rhyme?

I have so much to say, so much to do.

I have so much to say, so much to do. Apologies, “thank you”s, “I love you”s and more.

I have so much to say, so much to do. Apologies, “thank you”s, “I love you”s and more. Poems begging to be molded, shaped, and written,

I have so much to say, so much to do. Apologies, “thank you”s, “I love you”s and more. Poems begging to be molded, shaped, and written, Secrets pleading to be let out and set free.

Where’s my support? Where’s my love?

Where’s my support? Where’s my love? I want to scream, but would they hear?

Where’s my support? Where’s my love? I want to scream, but would they hear? The horrid demons taunt me, yelling loud, loud, louder.

Where’s my support? Where’s my love? I want to scream, but would they hear? The horrid demons taunt me, yelling loud, loud, louder. Then, silence.

The whispering thoughts whip through my head,

The whispering thoughts whip through my head, Louder than the screaming beasts.

The whispering thoughts whip through my head, Louder than the screaming beasts. So many ideas, potentials, and perspectives

The whispering thoughts whip through my head, Louder than the screaming beasts. So many ideas, potentials, and perspectives So why can’t I find the right words?

I need to write or draw or sing

I need to write or draw or sing, Leave the past in the past, but I can’t.

I need to write or draw or sing, Leave the past in the past, but I can’t. Leaving is possible, quitting is plausible,

I need to write or draw or sing, Leave the past in the past, but I can’t. Leaving is possible, quitting is plausible, Abandoning these thoughts may be best.

But although my battles are gruesome and costly,

But although my battles are gruesome and costly, And I suffer in my attempts,

But although my battles are gruesome and costly, And I suffer in my attempts, Until I feel death’s cold and final embrace,

But although my battles are gruesome and costly, And I suffer in my attempts, Until I feel death’s cold and final embrace, I’ve decided to fight for every breath.

My ideas are my shield,

My ideas are my shield, My pen will be my sword.

My ideas are my shield, My pen will be my sword. So when I hear the shriek of demons,

My ideas are my shield, My pen will be my sword. So when I hear the shriek of demons, I will fear no more.

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