as much as i'd like to be courageous,
this fear is outrageous,
i'm filled to the brim with anxiety,
scared of the world and society.
but what makes it even harder,
is that i'm losing my only armour,
there's an intruder in my head,
it won't stop until i've bled,
and eventually dropped down dead.
i'm becoming petrified of my own mind,
this intruder is so unkind,
and with this fear,
*"you can't hide this time,
you can't avoid me, dear."*
nostalgic,
i used to be so brave,
oh how things can change.
n.l.b