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.
Candice Renae Williams
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/within-3/
