INVISIBLE FEAR

illia

WHERE DO I START, HOW DO I BEGIN.

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO

 

WHY DO I FEEL IVE COMMITTED A SIN

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IVE DONE WRONG

THAT'S WHY I FIND MYSELF ASKING YOU.

THE QUESTION I ASK, I HAVE NO IDEA

 

I KNOW NOTHING AND NOTHING KNOWS ME

MAYBE ITS WHY I FEEL THIS INVISIBLE FEAR

A FEAR THAT COULD HOLD ME FOREVER, NEVER LETTING ME FREE

 

THE FEAR I UNDERSTAND, AS I AM SCARED

 

SCARED OF THE INVISIBLE, OF WHAT I WILL NEVER KNOW

 

THIS I LEARNT FOR MANY YEARS, MY FEARS IVE BARED

 

I KNOW WHAT IM TO DO, TO JUST LET THIS GO.

SO WHEN I FEEL IT CREEP UPON ME AGAIN

I WILL FEEL IT ABOUT TO COME

AS WHEN NOTHING IS WHAT I FEEL. I KNOW THEN THATS THE PAIN

 

SO NOW I KNOW WHEN NOTHING COMES. THATS MY FEAR DONE.

  • Author: illia (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 17th, 2016 10:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • willyweed

    This I like you write well.



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