(Jan.10 1985 / Martin, Kentucky)


To die
Falling down,
A fear so long to hold within.

To sleep
Dreaming now,
A look within the deeper sin.

For to lay, Sleep, Perchance to dream
Becomes the weight of doubt by which you begin.

To be
Lying now,
A truth to question.

To hide
Crouching down,
A trust so far beneath the skin.

For to live-Be- Perchance to hide
Becomes the state of wit by which you survive.

by Candice Renae Williams

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