Fear


There is a fear inside of me.
It thrives on self-doubt and lacking motivation.
It feeds on my forgotten dreams and unfulfilled desires.
It twists my thoughts around, pulling from every which way.
I can always hear it, tempting me to run in the wrong direction.
It comes alive most when I find myself lost.
I can hear it screaming at me when I lose my creativity.
I can feel its touch, gripping my neck when I’m already short of breath.
Every night, when I lay in silence; every day when I watch the world around me,
A fear lives inside of me.

2/3/17
2:00 am

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