Thursday, September 1, 2011

Random Thought

Fear, you are calling me.
You are loud.
You are aggressive.
But I see you - 
and as real as you seem,
you are really just a thought.
If I remove your intensity
and just let you exist…
you deflate, you cannot grow.
You transform 
to just another random thought -
who passes by.
You are only as real,
as I allow you to be.
I see you and choose,
to not let you hold me back.