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My biggest fear was
My loved ones, passing, dying
I guess it’s because
Being lonely is mortifying

That was such a mindful
Thing to be scared of
Like I am forgetful
But I never forget love

Yet now I am afeared
Frightened maybe
They cheered
I didn’t see

I missed out
I feel scared, but also mad
That’s what this is about
I am so afraid, it makes me sad

It’s so selfish
My biggest wish is to be happy
I want to distinguish
The world not being ******

And one of my deepest fears
Is ending up like you
My eyes filled with tears
Not knowing what to do.
I am not scared of death.
In fact, I find her attractive.
I like the thrill of being close to her.

I want her to hold me close.
I want her to be mine.
I want to be hers.

But my family wouldn’t approve of her.
And I love my family more,
Than I could ever love her.

So I keep my distance.
She’ll be mine someday,
She’ll be mine no matter what I say.

— The End —