FightTheFear
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I was and still am the child with a heart,
That could see the daytime in the dark,
Absorbed in the world of my own, of it I thought nothing,
Lying in the dove white,
Examining each crystal that drops by,
Brown hair, blue eyes, bruised body, broken heart
And all the boys will tell her, her body’s a piece of art
Clothes will hide the scars, lies will hide the truth
It’s scales up the spine
Looking for a place, a new
To inhabit
Some get lucky and through it
Before it eats them
Others do not
It consumes them whole
Eating away
One small portion of the brain
Is all it takes to bring us pain
Fear is a funny thing
When all I feel is overwhelm
And fright begins to take the helm
It pushes me to sing
To me, he is my everything:
He picks up my brokenness and regrets,
He never gives up on me, and makes me always try my best.
He is everything in the world to me, but how will I know?
There are only
two types of fear
When the outcome is beneficial
and when the outcome is detrimental.
can't hear my own thoughts
can't feel my own hands
How come it's when we have control
Fear should never be in a man or woman's vocabulary, but yet it's still apart of life. Fear sometimes gets in my head, and tells me things I know isn't right. Overcoming fears are hard, one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.
Everything is crashing now.Her world is falling down.No one will listen to her, no one cares.If only there was still hope for her.Yet down there.Down where she's falling.Grabbing the sides to stop herself, yet she still keeps going.It's swallowing
Oh magnificent beast
How I fear you
You outweigh me by thousands
Your graceful hooves could crush me
Did Adam yell at Eve
when she bit the apple
from the tree?
Im hurt- weak but never broken.
my soul too young to die.
I’m not scared of nothing
but my reflection, my shadow...
Hands hold firm on mine
my past nature entails
fear loving again.
My heart forgives all
My brain forgave none
Lest I feel again,
I feared I'd come undone
Sweaty palms, frantic eyes searching the tight space
Gut wrenches
Nerves spiral
Thoughts consume
I can’t get out!
The room smaller,smaller
I like to put plastic bags over my head.
I like to pull them down over my eyes, so I can’t see anything but the light that permeates them.
I was scared.
Fear walked through my front door when he walked out of it.
How could I love when my last was damaged?
Anxiety and insecurity were there to hold my hand in the day time.
Like a dark cloud hovering over me,
Fear found its greedy way into my life.
It held me back with strong chains and great lies,
And convinced me to burrow into my shell.
Agoraphobia.
Noun.
Extreme irrational fear of entering open or crowded places, of leaving one’s own home, or of being in places from which escape is difficult.
Chicago, sometimes Chi-raq by the
i realize that,
very often,
i am vulnerable.
i am fragile.
i try to be a light for others,
hoping that maybe
my glow will lead others through their dark tunnel
A great fear arose in me
One the held down that best part of me.
Being scared of rejection and broken apart
Every time I look at you a chill runs through my body
You remind me of all the things I have failed to do
You prevented me from doing many things
You hurt me when I needed you most
when you’re young your thoughts are limited; toys, cartoons, candy, playing
mine, however, were just restricted; medicine, eye drops, doctors appointments. her vision was fading
how did I overcome one of my fears?/well, there were many days of failure./days of grief that destroyed me./days of sadness that buried me./days of darkness that blinded me./but, between the hurt,/the pain,/the suffering,/there were days of joy./d
I stand on the edge of a cliff
Facing out to the sea that seems so far
Looking down, it’s an abyss
Loud; but steady
An unfamiliar stillness in the air forces me to stop my rythmic movement
A thin layer of calm engulfs me as I slowly come to a stop
Wind can be powerful
Being forgotten
Being remembered
Being the center of attention
Being alone
Being afraid
Being reminded of all the nothing I've made
of my life
But I won't lose to fear
She said that I didn't exercise today, so now I am overweight
She said that I use to be kind and helpful when I was little, so now I am mean and selfish
Hands clammy
Eyes Wide
Nose flaring
“Can you hear me?’’s
Can’t talk
They won’t listen
They’re all laughing
