Is it fear? Or is it love? Am in a self struggle i have reached to a point of becoming afraid of losing wt i already own!! My tears wont stop dropping i am out of words. I can hear my bones straining from the sorrow am holding. Ohhh lord have mercy on my soft heart. Days are going fast and they all look alike. Time is running and i still dnt knw wts left for me am afraid of waking up and not recognizing myself nor the ones around me.