My Rhymes

Truth be Told: I'm Afraid.

Above all else, fear is omniscient
fear derived through the shouting and the silent.
Not the fear of the hated or fiercest
but for the loved and the dearest.

I'm concerned.

My personality plain
My care is incredibly protective.
The only aspect of keeping me sane
Is the aspect of keeping me selective.

I'm worried.

Each word is as true as the next
but why must the first be a lie?
Each just being a form of text
just waiting for the words to die.

I just can't.

Regardless of my worry
regardless of my fear,
I will not stop worrying
about the few that I hold dear.

I shall.

Usually withstood and unkept
my form of anger now untrapped,
leading to emotions I do not accept
but I must withhold, as I have already snapped.

I must.

I worry about my fear
yet my fear is keeping me alive
but is such a life so dear
if I cannot find the will to thrive?

I will. Always and forever.

I will help because I can
I will live because I must.
I must understand that I am a man
before I become dust.

I hold it together because I cannot break
I try not to snap, all for your sake.
I try to stand but all I want to do is fall
more and more as far as I can recall.

I won't leave. For I am structure and I must never break.