Beyond the Door

Why do I fear what waits without
A black silhouette closed to me
What awaits me is cause for doubt
Why do I fear what waits without
My senses urge me to cry out
A scene to enjoy but not for me
Why do I fear what waits without
A black silhouette closed to me

© 2017, Craig Lincoln. All rights reserved.
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Author Notes

This one a Triolet about those who fear to go outside.

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