Afraid Of It All

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I'm afraid of it all.

I'm afraid of the sounds.

I'm afraid of the visions.

I'm afraid of the contact.

Afraid of it all.

I want to hide, bury myself deep in the regretful ground. I close myself from the world, hearing everything outside.

The things that makes me afraid.

With knees upon my chest, I wait for it to end. But it won't end.

My heart beats faster as the fear takes me over, putting my hands onto my ears to close myself from the fear.

But it won't help.

It's all too powerful.

I'm afraid, so afraid. Please make it stop.

There’s a chaos inside me. Like bees they fly inside of me. The bees choke the real sounds and blurs my real vision.

In the regretful ground, I stay, still trying to control my fears.

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