Insanity driven by fear
I've become friends to this thing called fear
And to everyone, it isn't rare
It haunts me from day to night
And makes ms too weak to fight
It calls me by my name
Then leaves me insane
It is like a battle within
Except it continues to win
It has taken ahold of me
And I don't know how to be free
It drowns me in sadness
And in hopelessness
Dying is what I am afraid of
Dying not living enough
This poem is about:
Me