afraid*
adj.* a·fraid
1. feeling fear or anxiety; frightened.

I’m Afraid...

of change
of leaving my home town
of having to start over
of talking to new people
of not finding somewhere to fit in
of being scolded for my interests
of people looking at my artwork
...
of people, in general

all they do is hurt, criticize, and unfairly judge
anyone who is different

But you see, I’m much more afraid that..
that one day you’ll hate me
that one day you will stop caring
that one day you’ll push me away
that one day you won’t need me
that one you won’t want to be around me
that one day you’ll find someone better

that one day you’ll completely move on
and leave me behind; especially since you’re
the only person who is keeping me going.

summer*
noun* sum·mer
1.the warmest season of the year, in the northern hemisphere from June to August and in the southern hemisphere from December to February.

Often defined by most students as a break; freedom
Some adults may define it as the time when the kids are home
Others may say 'vacation', and to others as 'business'
And some people may only think of it as a regular day or one of the four season.

But to me it's not a break or vacation; not a regular day or something I always look forward to.
Summer to me is a desperation, a depression
A time where I'm completely alone, with nothing to do
No places to go, no people to see.

But I know I'm not alone,
I have a loving mother and protective father who come home every night
And a younger brother who loves me, and friends who care for me
But still, I'm completely alone.

I don't see what the problem is if I have all I need within my reach
It's sunlight through the window; always in my sight, always ready to grasp
But no matter how hard I try it continues to slip from my hand
Like it was never there at all.

depression*
noun* de·press·ion
1. a condition of general emotional dejection and withdrawal; sadness greater and more prolonged than that warranted by any objective reason.

Depression, he is his own person,
Just as I am my own.
His voice whispering deep and low,
Telling me it alright, grasping my hands tight
Pulling me into a close embrace once again tonight

I always find myself running to him
with all my pain, problems, tears, and hurt,
Into his arms open wide.
Pulling him closer in hope of comfort.
Falling in love with him over and over.
But also wanting pushing away
In hope of finding escape from the pain.
But I wouldn't ever leave him,
In fear of being alone in the darkness once again.

Depression, for he is his own person,
Just as I am my own.
Seeking happiness is no longer an option you see,
For I am in love with him,
and him with me.