Days lead into weeks
And the weeks lead into months
And it all eventually boils down to years

The years I no longer want
To keep passing as it all
Falls into the bits and pieces
That I so fear.

It is within these days that
Even as I find love
And begin the slow learning
Of myself and who I happen
To be, I realize

I will never actually know what truly happiness is
I have been harmed too many times
To have even a concept on love
On life
On not fearing everything

They say I’m becoming a different person
That all of a sudden everything is scaring me
But it’s not sudden

It’s not sudden like you think,
It’s just that I’m bad at hiding it right now
Because I am so tired

I am so tired these days
That I can’t function well
And in these days
I lose hope
All over again.

While I’m not going to do much of anything
About not feeling the hope,
I realize I’m tired of trying to go on.

I fear life in of itself these days
And it’s one of the worst feelings
To watch as these days
Continue to float on.