Fear is something you cant escape. It can haunt your every move. It can replace every good thing with something negative. It will destroy happiness and confidence. It will continue to grow even when you believe you have over come it. It’s strengthens and you become weaker. I fear the most, I fear everything I do. Every move I make is another mistake, no matter how small or little. Everything is my nightmare, feeding off of my small part of me that still has happiness and innocence. It is small and fragile but it exist. Soon enough fear with take that away from me and what would I be then. I will be something more saddening to look at. The smile the I put in every morning will be too worn out and fall back down into my frown. My laugh that I force to seem like everything isn’t eating me away will sound more pathetic and dead. It will be exhausting to try to speak, if I make a sound my voice will crack and break. I fear many things, everything. I fear will push those I love away. Letting me know I’ll be forever alone. Leaving me to drown in my thoughts. I will continue to push myself under the layers. Insecurities with scream in my ears. And the eyes of my past will be glaring, glaring with pure hatred. The one in the middle, with the most hate. Well that’s me, scolding every decision I ever made. Not making a sound but those eyes of her despise towards me burnt my skin until it was crisp and dark. Everything hurt, physically and mentally. People may not hate me like I think. But I hate me, and that’s the one person I was told to listen to. Thanks, see you later. Friend?
