I'm scared.
Scared of the demons in my head,
and monsters under my bed.
Scared of the dead,
and scared of what I said.

I'm fearful.
Fearful of hugs,
and of what's in the jug.
I'm fearful of bugs,
and also those pugs.

I'm petrified.
Petrified of getting space.
and of too much space.
Petrified of a phone case,
and even an embrace.

I'm scared.