he tells me to **** my fears
i try, i try my best to **** them
i lean over them in the darkness of the night
thinking to stab them
with the sharpest of the knives
i hold it tightly in my hand
i expect them to put up a fight
but they don't, they do nothing at all
and i realize that i cannot **** them
i cannot **** something that has been
a part of me since the beginning
so i pull up the trunk from under the bed
and lock them away and tell them to be quite.
he tells me again to **** all my fears
i tell him they are dead, yes i lie
he buys it easily and i secretly smile
i hate my fears yet they feel like the only thing
that is truly mine.
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 11:26 AM UTC
he tells me to **** my fears
i try, i try my best to **** them
i lean over them in the darkness of the night
thinking to stab them
with the sharpest of the knives
i hold it tightly in my hand
i expect them to put up a fight
but they don't, they do nothing at all
and i realize that i cannot **** them
i cannot **** something that has been
a part of me since the beginning
so i pull up the trunk from under the bed
and lock them away and tell them to be quite.
he tells me again to **** all my fears
i tell him they are dead, yes i lie
he buys it easily and i secretly smile
i hate my fears yet they feel like the only thing
that is truly mine.
