I Want To Tell You That I’m Scared – 

I want to tell you that I’m scared.

That when my head hits the pillow tonight, I will weep – 
And I will be met with nightmares, 
when I finally drift off to sleep.

But I’m afraid to tell you, 
because speaking makes it real,
I’m no longer able to hide or stuff,
the overwhelm that I feel.

I don’t want to need your help, 
don’t know how to take your hand –
It seems I’m stuck and slipping further,
waves of grief, now quicksand.

I don’t want to be too much for you, 
I’m too much for me,
These demons that haunt my memories,
Are sometimes all I see,
And ignorance is bliss,
while knowledge makes its steal,
leaving unanswered questions –
and wounds too deep to heal.

I want to tell you that I’m angry,
but afraid I’ll fall apart,
it takes every ounce of my energy,
to hold the pieces of my heart. 

And if I let go and feel this depth,
what if I hit the bottom –
and what if when I’m fully exposed
is when I get forgotten.

Too worried that you’ll drop me,
so I find a way to rise,
and when defenses start to crack,
I can’t look into your eyes.
For seeing is connecting, 
within my gut, a pit –
the love I long to hold me,
I’m terrified of it.

I want to tell you that I’m scared,
but I don’t want you to see –
the weak, lonely, terrried child,
desperate to be free.


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