Nicholas Wayde Turner 24
Fears That I’ve Always Had - Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner 24
I’m worried that nothing will be the same.
Sometimes I wonder if any of this was real.
Sometimes I wonder if the little happiness I did have was false.
What kind of person was I supposed to be?
What kind of person am I going to be?
If I don’t tell you now, then I’ll go crazy.
You’ve lost my self-respect when you brought him into our lives.
We could have been a happy family.
We could have done something with our lives that didn’t involve running in fear.
I wish there was something I could have done to make you see.
I wish there was something I could have done to make you leave.
I wish he would have presented his true colors sooner.
I wish I could have had that thing that everyone else has.
I’m scared of what happened.
And I’m of what might happen.
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