Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

My Fears


This new morning is going to be sad
Same and sad
More hate is going to come
That is what I fear
Although, it is something which I cannot control
As life is hopeless and really painful.
I am with no hope
Nothing seems bright
All appears faded
Painful is life and with no hope
Nothing remains now
As fears start to turn into reality
Reality, which is often very dark
Since, name calling will start
By describing me as a psycho
A psycho with no home and no love
I will become homeless again
Only difference is these are my fears
Which surely do scare me.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 06, 2013

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