🤍Fear🤍

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Do I live a life?

Or does life eats me alive?

I notice the smallest changes

They prick me like a needle's edges,

People's abandonment has made me so insane—

I get insecure of over things that are sane.

Love feels like a false illusion,

Yet I live through this delusion.

I'm unlovable, I understand

Maybe that's why I can't get love in my hands.

I know that people do care about me,

But I know I'm no one's priority.

My close ones, I hold them so dear,

Still I live in extreme fear—

That they might abondon me this year.

I try to be good, I try to be near—

Still the horrible ache is all I bear.

My chest burns and shrinks in pain,

Tears fall from my eyes like rain

Maybe God made me like this only,

Difficult to understand, Difficult to be seen.

But still I have to survive

For a single hope keeps me alive—

To see her once in this life,

I will walk through every single knife.

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