fear - Blackout Poetry Notes

Gilded Cage

I've wanted to write
but a book would be
the proverbial bird in
gilded cage,
for fear it might disappear
and empty her heart.

I heard you say I have
too much woman in me.
Men had a
holy fear of me.

I am
more alive
than ever before,
ready to hope
with no fear or pain.

This is what I wanted
but somehow,
I'm afraid I'm paralyzed by fear
that I let myself believe
love has won.

A clean calendar, a sense of space,
I feel that this month, this year,
I would overcome fear of my deepest emotions.

I refuse to
open my door again,
for fear of being moved to lose
myself over him.

At eighteen years -
I was wild,
I didn't fear
the coffin or the grave.

Anxiety and uncertain fear
could crush a mind - I want
you to quiet yourself.

Former dreams end,
he feared
he would forget himself
and no one 
would know him.