I'm left on my own,
Stirring in my own uselessness,
Allowing my doubts and worries,
To crawl into my mind like insects...
The longer I'm left alone,
The more my insecurities grow,
Until eventually, I just want to run away,
But there's nowhere to run to...
My old enemy then resurfaces,
Making a mockery of my feelings,
Laughing at my longings,
Knowing they will never be fulfilled...
Sitting here alone,
Completely useless to everyone,
Makes me ask myself,
Can I really do this?
Am I capable of achieving what I've set out to achieve?
Can I ever become brave enough to take a chance?
Will I ever have someone to hold and call my own?
Will I ever have someone who can help me...
Or will I be alone forever?
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