Tuesday, 26 July 2016

The Approaching

The future
Though exciting
It's extremely intimidating

The future
The unknown
What is waiting

Though exciting
I am filled with fear
Thoughts of what ifs

Life
Takes you up and down
In a matter of seconds

I will never know
I could rely on signs
But that's just false hope

I go on my days
Based on my anxiety
Based on possibilities

I avoid talks at times
Words hurt me
And I'm already scarred and bruised

There are time I can't stand
Being all alone
With my thoughts

Other days I avoid happiness
In fear
Of being sad once again

I admitted
I am not strong
And that's the saddest part

I crave comfort
The peace of mind I once had