Audacity?
The word never occurred,
The shadows engulfed me and my soul,
Trapped within this cold place, bound by chains built of fear,
Boiled down to its root, it’s not unlike me,
To fear and feel apart from you,
Confined.
Valor?
Escaped from within my grasp,
Ended up reaching into the fouled mouth of demise,
Gnarled teeth grasped my hand and reprimanded my self-righteous suicide,
Experiences put the sun into white shadows,
Inches from an edge and a knife,
Suicide.
Bravery?
Could I do without?
Cases where cases be, but never inside of me,
All these words I think, come only to me after the downward slope,
Always my lines stumbled so, that it falls on its own pen,
Not only lines fall,
R-reject.
Courage?
Got me into this,
But now is my greatest falling,
For that is what it led me to; the edge of this cliff,
And all that runs through my mind is;
This will hurt,
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