I am out of courage,
I am a cowardly dog.
I see things and face,
Which nobody understands as if I'm barking and not uttering any dialogue.
My bed nowadays is an alarm,
It vibrates at night when it's late,
Wakes me up and my arms-
synchronise with it like plates on a table when it shakes.
I hear the voice-
that says, "you got the choice,
come near and make it clear-
to let go of the noise and your fear!"
But i imagine the ugliest ghost,
I see myself can't get rid of it.
Like after bread in the toaster to toast,
But i can't live with fear so it's time to meet.
© A Mystery
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