My hands are shaking
My palms sweat
My breath is increasing
My forehead is wet
"Relax, don't be scared"
They tell me not to worry
"It's all in your head"
Their voices are getting blurry
I feel naked
I feel alone
I know it isn't real
It tears me to the bone
Why am I like this?
Am I out of my mind?
I get so paranoid
To reality, I am blind
In the darkness
That's when my mind twists
Creating shadows and creatures
They kidnap me, grab me by my wrists
It happens in the night
I'm too scared to go outside
I know the creatures are there
Out there, I can't hide
No, I better stay inside
Don't open the door
Don't take out the garbage
Don't get things from the cellar anymore
They call me paranoid
They call me lazy
They're right, I'm too paranoid
Am I going crazy?
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Hey, thank you so much for reading, I'm super grateful!
This poem is about me and my extreme fear of the dark. I am super paranoid and I always think I see creatures everywhere.
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