my fears

i fear that i’m not good enough

that every step i take is wrong

my heart is growing heavy

i’m beginning to fear my fears

 

the happy face i displayed

my mask to the world

was nothing but a smile

trying to push away my fears

 

i’m exhausted all the time

lethargy runs through my bones

i can barely keep my eyes open

because all i see is my fears

 

i’m tired of talking about it now

i’m sick of feeling what i feel

i wish i could be somewhere else

far away from my fears

 

it’s been years of running

years of not wanting to feel

i’ve gotten to the point where

i don’t recognize my fears

 

it’s all the time

days swallowing nights

i feel so small now

i’m never enough with my fears

 

that omnipresent monster

the shadow in the dark

whispers hateful words

that stir up my fears

 

i don’t know where i can go

i can’t tell you what the sun smells like

i don’t even know if i can get there

i don’t know if I can stand to face my fears

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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