Living AfraidA Poem by Sarah
Living Afraid,
things can only look up from here can't it? I mean can things really get much worse? I mean living day to day thinking what could i have done? not knowing who you are losing next, not sleeping because if you you, you lose everything, that everything you had was a dream, not sure if you can bring that dream back, lost in the air that is thick and an adhesive to my lungs, causing them to cease and cause me gasp for air, the constant pain in my chest, times it gets worse, then you just hide behind something till it stops, Here i am, Living, praying, that one day, maybe i can stop living afraid, no longer watch people leave me, no longer watching people suffer, No longer watching people die....
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2 Reviews Added on April 13, 2016 Last Updated on April 13, 2016 AuthorSarahAbouti am 21 i have been through you can say through hell and back but currently stuck on my way back. i ride horses and i write as a second nature. i vent through my writing and my metaphors are sometime.. more..Writing
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