Fear of Fear
 
  By Bradene
Fri, 14 Aug 2009    
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    Baffled by vanishing words
as they slip through a crack in my brain;
I’m scared I’ll forget them
never to be recovered again.
I dread losing my dignity,
in terror of misplacing my pride;
my growing sense of insanity
and constantly having to hide. 
Perplexed at the aging process,
integrity slipping away.
I fear, fear itself
Yet, I think dying may be easy, one day.
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new Bradene so true
    Permalink    Submitted by Cavalcader on   
  new Bradene
so true every-day is precious
well done
love all verses.
Baffled by banishing words
as they slip through a crack
in my brain!
I'm scared I'll forget them
never to be recovered again.
Perplexed at the ageing process
integrity slipping away
I fear I fear itself
Yet!I think dieing,may 
be easy one day.
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Wonderful rhythm and rhyme
    Permalink    Submitted by hilary west on   
  Wonderful rhythm and rhyme to this. The thought is pellucid too. One can imagine the fear very well, and as for fear of fear it could give us all nightmares if we were to become too self-conscious !!!.
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Like hilary said, beautiful
Like hilary said, beautiful rythm to this. Flow was 10/10 in every verse.
terror of misplacing my pride;
my growing sense of insanity
and constantly having to hide.
Wow, good work
:)
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A very subtle exploration of
A very subtle exploration of the fear we dare not name, the dreaded A-word. It is in my family, as both sets of grandparents died with it, and my father now has it. As your last line points out, it´s not something you die from, it´s something you die with, at the expense of dignity; sometimes death is welcome.
Very thought-provoking. Well done.
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Agree entirely with Ewan's
    Permalink    Submitted by threeleafshamrock on   
  Agree entirely with Ewan's comment.  Grandmother and mother, went the same way; I would rather be shot!
Great piece that should provoke thought but I'm afraid, that in the case of the 'Big A' it has to be seen first hand to be understood.
On the upside, my wife's grandmother lived to be 101 years and was writing letters to loved ones on the day she died.
Senility is a visitor, that you only recognise when it is knocking at someone else's door!
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new Bradene I agree with
    Permalink    Submitted by Cavalcader on   
  new Bradene
I agree with threeleafshamrock 
and all experiences life 
help others.good bad.I could sy loads but I'm not going to
Juie cavalcader xx
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Such a final but sad ending
    Permalink    Submitted by MistakenMagic on   
  Such a final but sad ending :( But don't worry Val, we're all a little mad - I'm seventeen and I can already feel my sanity slipping away! Keep writing ;)
Magic xxx
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A truly sensitive evocation
A truly sensitive evocation of a difficult subject which touches so many lives.  Margot
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So beautifully penned, very
So beautifully penned, very true for many of us and also so, touching.
Best wishes,
Rachael. x
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