𝕃𝕚𝕗𝕖♡

𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕.

I'm scared.
Maybe of you or maybe of someone else.
It's not something I can seem to help.
Sometimes it's nothing, sometimes it's everything.
I'm scared.
Of silence.
Of darkness.
Of spiders.
Of heights.
An urge to feel pain that I can't seem to fight.
Or to grasp.
Like grasping at air.
It's never in sight but you always know it's there.
I don't want to be that person.
The paranoid one.
Who's always frightened.
Where the slightest moves they fear might bite them.
The ones who seem to always have a doubt.
Who daydreams about what if time was running out.
Right out that door.
Or was it more?
What was that room? Does it have a floor?
No.
Just meaningless empty space,
But that space doesn't seem so empty when you're paranoid.
There could be anything there.
Shame, Embarrassment, Love...
Or maybe just Fear.

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If I'm being honest I'm scared of a lot of things..

Goodbye👋☺️👋