I'm scared because
I can't read,
It seems I have forgotten
How to,
My mind will not remain focused.
I'm scared because
I've made so many bad choices
And the consequences are soon to catch up with me.
Good choices don't matter,
Only bad ones.
But today I laughed util it hurt
For no reason at all.
A small escape.
Is it wrong of me
To want to choose everyone?
Or am I scared
That if I pick but one,
They'll let me down
Or I won't be enough for them.
I am terrified
And haunted by my future
My imminent failure is almost upon me.
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
PoetryWe grow old eventually {here are the waking thoughts that consume me}