Fear is here,
Fear is blood,
Color changing,
Fucking raging.
'Cowards' hiding,
Never flying.
What a weird fear,
Loud noises,
Raising hands,
The fear of fucking hands,
Fear induced through violence,
Fear induced through common sense,
Fearing fucking life,
Don't you fear now?
My fear of hands,
My fear of sound,
My fear of falling to the ground,
My fear of dying,
My fear of crying,
Don't you know why I'm dying?
Fucking pain,
Pain from them,
Pain from him,
Pain from biting in,
Caving in,
Giving in,
All from the same thing,
Fear.
All the fear to save,
All the fear you gave,
Fear fucking hurts.
Fear is here,
Fear is blood,
Color changing,
Fucking raging,
'Cowards' hiding,
Never flying.
You gave us fear,
Never to hear,
Always fearing,
Always fucking raging.
Are you happy?
Are you good now?
Or will you always be,
Fucking raging?
ESTÁ A LER
Poems I write.
PoesiaThe poems that I have wrote when I was down. It made me cry when writing some and they were worth it. These helped me when I was down. These helped me through my life, these are also old. And I will write these everyday. If I don't them I am sorry. ...
