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Aug 2015
I'm afraid of failure
It grows as I do
It seems they all expect too much
And the hours are too few
If I didn't care so much
I'd save myself the pain
But then I'd see the disappointment
In their eyes, and on their face

I'm afraid of darkness
Not the moonlit kind
But the sort that rests inside your soul
And pours out from your eyes
Yes, I've been there before
When blood was an escape
When what you loved now hates you
And your smile is just a game

I'm afraid of losing
Their trust, his tender heart
If I broke them, I would break myself
Every shaking part
I'm volatile, don't touch me
I'll never let you leave
I'll hold on so tightly
Till I forget to breathe

I'm afraid of myself
The monsters in my head
They kick me when I'm on the ground
Leaving me for dead
Just when I scream, "enough, enough!
What you're saying is a lie!"
The monsters speak with the voices
Of the friends I've long stood by
So I look up, and see it's true
They point and laugh and scorn
And I ask myself, "when did the monsters
Take this human form?"
Anna Gabriel DeMott
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Anna Gabriel DeMott
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