Thethought of Them

The thought of them scares me so. Why I feel this way, I just don't know. I shake and I shudder to such an extent. I just don't know where my courage went. They've got me trapped from the inside out. I do not see what all the fear is about. Sometimes I freeze. Sometimes I balk. One thing I don't do is easily talk. The emotions I feel stay confined. One thing I can't do is safely unwind. There are so many blanks, so much unknown. Nobody can fill them in. I'm all alone. Working these out is not an easy thing. I'm like the bird that tries flying with a broken wing. I'm scared of where this all will lead, Since before it planted an ugly seed. I feel like this is all so unfair. There's just too much of which I'm unaware. I've thought about it hard and long. I wonder that maybe I'm totally wrong. There is not a thing I can solve today. That's probably best to stay out of harm's way. Will an answer ever be? Of that I'm unsure. But without one I experience an internal war. For me to move on, I must move ahead. I must bury those feelings, as if they were dead. Can I do this? Only time will tell. If not, I'll remain in this life of hell.