Fear

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Fear fills my mind like words on tear stained paper. My fear has become my best friend friend. It's the only person I listen to anymore. It follows me around reminding me of what I already know. Like how I'm afraid of being left alone. I'm afraid of being lonely yet it seems like there's never a person around. I cling to another living soul telling me I'm worth more this best friend this monster the backpack on my shoulders. Soon they vanish they vanish like the happiness I once felt for short few moments. Fears always near me pushing away those I've bonded with who gave there time to make sure I was ok. But fear reminds me in the end of it it's the only one that will stay. It reminds me how broken and incomplete I am and will probably always be. I know you expect a happy ending for me to say ok but the sad thing is this is were it ends me alone and with fear I moan singing this sweet poem about all I loved gone leaving me alone with my best friend my weight my home my fear.

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