Shadow Haven

What I know, What I Understand
By April Diaz

I know things now,
And understand things,
That I would not have before.
So much,
That I was closed off too,
And now opened to me.
I realise that,
With every passing day,
With every passing month,
With every passing year
I grow older and,
More frightened,
With what I might become,
With what I might reach,
With what I carry in my heart.
Man is frightened of what they do not know,
And do not understand.
Many a time
I am the same.
Yet still
I fear.