Thoughts From 1:00 a.m.

Fear

Fear itself doesn't leave me blind. It's not the feeling that sends shivers down my spine. It's the thought of being left behind that leaves me motionless at night. Who knew that someone so insecure could be this outspoken. Is it hard to believe that the part of me who clings onto the hope is the real life joke. I don't care of you judge, I'm always in display. Like a model who's job is to take the blame. I know my design is outrageous and lame, but it's the skin on my back that feels the flame. 
I put my heart on the line every single time when it comes to you, you know it's true. I don't like these butterflies, I wish they were dead. Maybe then they would take my feelings with them. I'm aware of my lack of control. It's normal for me to let go. It's hard not to let it show. But, you don't want to see what's broke. 
Not just my heart, my soul felt it too. It's like I'm being ripped apart for you disect each and every thought that passes through. Let me know if you find something useful to you.