Fears
Written by fabee_babeewhispering voices draw me close
to walk the path of self destruction,
To know my insecurities and fears,
and then start to play on them.
False hopes and rays of sunshine,
reveal themselves as artifical,
I am found to be a stereotype,
No - I am not special.
Tip-Toe through this stone hallway,
dark, damp and I am alone,
Any movement I make,
the sound reverbs off the stone.
All emotions are reflected,
A happiness I cannot absorb,
A risk I can take to gain life,
A risk I can't afford.
Dwell deeper into darkness,
I waste away to a ghost,
none could understand my plight,
Whats inside is whats feared most.