There's not much that can scare me in this life.
Ghosts
Ghouls
Demons
The dark
They all seem rather mundane in the ways of scaring young children
When people like me think of frightening circumstances,
We think of all the ways we can lose our not-so-hard-earned money,
The ever resounding call of failure
And in the end, the inevitable destruction of this earthly vessel.
However, all of these unimaginative dilemmas still seem so bland in my eyes, when compared to the pain in my chest when I'm alone.
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 9:03 PM UTC
There's not much that can scare me in this life.
Ghosts
Ghouls
Demons
The dark
They all seem rather mundane in the ways of scaring young children
When people like me think of frightening circumstances,
We think of all the ways we can lose our not-so-hard-earned money,
The ever resounding call of failure
And in the end, the inevitable destruction of this earthly vessel.
However, all of these unimaginative dilemmas still seem so bland in my eyes, when compared to the pain in my chest when I'm alone.
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