Let's be real
Everyone gets scared
It could range from monsters that lie under your bed
To something as silly as applesBut me?
Oh no, not scared of anything like that
But me?
I am scared of other thingsScared I'll be by myself
In a world where everyone is against me
Where you can't lean on someone
Or openly talk about your opinionI'm scared that I'll be all alone
With no one to hold me late at night
When I get those reoccurring cringe attacksI'm scared that I'll be lonely forever
That I won't have anyone to make midnight memories with
Without someone to make me smile and laugh when the world just keeps bringing me downI'm not saying I don't get scared by clowns
I'm not saying the monsters in my head are any betterBut I think,
No, I know,
That with you by my side,
I can get over my fears.
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Late night thoughts {on hold}
PoesiaThese are just a bunch of stuff I come up with when thinking and in the middle of an existential crisis. . .