JoLynne Holloman Bremmer lives and works in the Philadelphia area. Her writing is usually confined to short scripts and interviews for her work as a video producer and editor. When she’s not behind the camera or computer she enjoys yoga, attending soccer games with her husband, and traveling.
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By JoLynne Holloman Bremmer
my fear isn’t putting the thoughts to paper
but, instead
letting them be found
seeing the words that spill from my head
my fingertips
my tongue
when you aren’t nearby and
it’s easier to talk, easier to think
easier to
let it go
and pry inside myself
pull from deep down where i fold into me over
and over and over
and over and over and over and over
the anxiousness you see is merely a manifestation of insecurities
festering, breeding
like the dark scabs i pull off from places only i can see
i can feel
my fear isn’t letting it go
but, instead
not holding on.
but, instead
letting them be found
seeing the words that spill from my head
my fingertips
my tongue
when you aren’t nearby and
it’s easier to talk, easier to think
easier to
let it go
and pry inside myself
pull from deep down where i fold into me over
and over and over
and over and over and over and over
the anxiousness you see is merely a manifestation of insecurities
festering, breeding
like the dark scabs i pull off from places only i can see
i can feel
my fear isn’t letting it go
but, instead
not holding on.
Wow. Incredible. It’s like you wrote this for me. Makes me feel less alone when I have thoughts similar to these. Thanks for sharing this.
Outstanding! I love the emotions you release in this poem. Everyone can identify.