Fear
The four letter word
I find myself in grip of
Even when spring arrives and winter has let loose its claws
The permanent resident deep down within my chest that sets my body quivering with every breath I take
Fear
My constant companion besides my pillow
No, it is not the darkness and demons that I fear
It is the breathless chase in the dark
In my way too realistic dreams
That throw me alive on my bed the next morning
Fear
Of never making it
Of never being enough
Of living and dying mediocre,
And alone
(Your cliche is my reality that stabs me in the gut everyday)
Fear
Of being unnoticed, unheard
Of saying too much,
Too little
And saying it wrong
Of opening up and being mocked
Fear
Of being visible and judged
Fear
"What does it feel like to have your feelings reciprocated?"
Fear
Of it all ending too soon,
And never having lived at all.
Fear
Of summoning your fears,
Hoping they'd be gentle
And I won't have to live through them
Fear: You are wrong.
The four letter word
I find myself in grip of
Even when spring arrives and winter has let loose its claws
The permanent resident deep down within my chest that sets my body quivering with every breath I take
Fear
My constant companion besides my pillow
No, it is not the darkness and demons that I fear
It is the breathless chase in the dark
In my way too realistic dreams
That throw me alive on my bed the next morning
Fear
Of never making it
Of never being enough
Of living and dying mediocre,
And alone
(Your cliche is my reality that stabs me in the gut everyday)
Fear
Of being unnoticed, unheard
Of saying too much,
Too little
And saying it wrong
Of opening up and being mocked
Fear
Of being visible and judged
Fear
"What does it feel like to have your feelings reciprocated?"
Fear
Of it all ending too soon,
And never having lived at all.
Fear
Of summoning your fears,
Hoping they'd be gentle
And I won't have to live through them
Fear: You are wrong.
