NaPoWriMo, Day Eight, Poem Six

Duty

Walk
every
thing
but
not

fear
no
thing
but
no

high
strung
re
fle

re
sponse
bility
spring
trap
latch
broken

always
stuck
on
struck

love
or
fear
well
come
re
jection

for
getting
out
of
accept
stance

needed
not
need
any
more