Fear

I found a letter, that was more of a promise.

my heart pounded and eyes skipped over words

each commitment, a lie that was masked

from the very beginning, I should have known

that the struggle was power, the energy was anger

fearful of words, never knowing the right ones

to say or to hold close, only until now,

I realise that the power was a flicker

for a light that was ignited and burned intensely

overwhelming even at distance, where heat bubbled

and gave a purpose to life