These Scars

Growing Up

I'm scared to death,

So bare with me,

As I fall.

Growing up,

Didn't seem so scary

When I was young and foolish.

Now it seems like a dark tunnels,

And I'm not sure where it'll lead.

I'm praying it won't break me.

I'm falling,

And everything keeps throwing me forward.

Promise me you'll stay by my side in the dark?

When everything goes flying you'll hold me down.