Fear is in the Mind of the Beholder, a Poem

You haven’t read
The bodies of work I expend salt water over
It is not because you are cruel
Nor is your voice a myriad vipers
Clutching, clinging, stinging
At every mistake
Rather, I am afraid your harmony
May one day sound akin the cacophonous criticisms
That I judge myself with daily

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