Out Of Order Poem by aimylea Cryer

I am scared of being alone
a
n
d
terrified of when you're gone
and
hope you won't forget me
a
n
d
remember where i will be
so......
in my next life i hope to be like you
s s
t m
r a
o and r
n t
g e
e r
r

and

do what you do

Brighter

and

tighter

and

filled within

i don't want t
o
live this again

Fearing

and

clearing

and

hoping

and

moping

and
f
i
g
h
t
i
n
g

for what i believe is true

and

thAT battle i fight

is it

with you?