I have this thing living inside of me called FEAR,
and its growing bigger and bigger year by year...
I dont know if im scared to live,
or maybe im scared to die...
This is something you cant see with the untrained eye,
but its something i can feel,
its something thats real,
So im patiently waiting for this wound to heal...
it seems like its never ending,
so i keep bending and bending...
i think its got the best of me and im about to #@$*ing break,
but i have to hold and and be strong because this is my life at stake...
Amazing poem, and I can relate to most of it Joey! I am giving you a 10. ~Linda~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The last line saved this poem because his life is at stake. I gave it an 8. I recommend that the writer read my poem, 'Life's Companion.' GW62