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My life, my fright

​My greatest fright
Isn’t the wild beast
Or the nightmares at night
Neither is it
The lows and heights
Nor of whatsoever frights
Generalized as demons.

Facing my demons
Are my frights
Death is what existence brings…
I’m not scared of the dark
But I’m scared of darkness
When life’s lights
Flashes into blank.

Get it,
I’m not scared of death
But life and myself
Forever I wish to leave on this shelf.
But what is life after earth?
This scares me into fright
Not nightmares at night.

I feel myself, yes I’m alive
Locked up in myself for life
Confined in bigotry hope
Without the power to jump
From mine to minds
Get it, I’m not scared but of existence
Who am I and what is life?

– Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu.

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