Facing her fears, living her nightmares…

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Waking up on thin ice,
She tiptoes across the frozen lake of her fears
Hoping to make it safely to the other side.

She can’t swim so prays earnestly for guidance,
And with her final utterance
The ice cracks and she disappears.

Is this her deliverance or her demise?
In the depths of icy water a voice says,
“Face your fears.  It’s  the only path to safety.”

Her discovery is liberating.
She surfaces from the depths of darkness,
Takes a deep breath and dips back under the ice.

She’ll make it to shore or die trying.
Determined, she presses on imperfectly,
Not looking back, swimming with all her might.

She breaks through the shallows.
She’s tired now, resting her wary head.
The fear drips off her; she shivers.

Perhaps sleep will stay a while this time.
It’s the only escape from her fears.
But as she dozes, there’s a distant rustling.

Sleep is close but it won’t come to her.
It teases and torments her — a cruel joke.
This is the nightmare of her life…


Contents written: July 16 2016  |  Originally published: July 17 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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