Fear

So many fears
Fear of the future 
And fear of the past
Fear of being alone
And fear of people
Fear of being touched 
And fear of being untouchable 
Fear of loud
Fear of quiet
Fear of day
Fear of night
Fears that contradict 
Fears that war in my mind just out of sight
I try and drown it out
With people
With pain
With music
With blood
But in the end
I still cry
I still drown
Tears flow because my true fear is of not being good enough for myself 
My true fear is of looking in the mirror and hating what I see
My true fear is of me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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