deepundergroundpoetry.com

My Fear

As I sit by the window.
I have a million thoughts running through my head.
Am I worth something to anybody.
Is there a purpose to my life?
Or am I just here?
Am I really the amazing person that everyone makes me out to be?
Well I am here.
Just trying to live with all these fears.
The fear of hurting others kills me inside like a knife to my heart.
The fear of not being good enough makes me want to end it all.
My fears will keep me shattered and broken.
Written by fawn2013
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 1
comments 3 reads 750
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:54pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:43pm by Tallen
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:30pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:17am by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 8:08am by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
POETRY
Today 7:58am by Liziantus-Marantus