Terrified

I tell myself that I need love

And search for it throughout my life,

But when love finds me in the corner,

I run the opposite direction

As if I’m being chased down.

Was it really love that I needed

Or were it just the feelings that make me alive?

If so, then it all makes sense that all I needed was to survive.

Why do I need to hide

That I am afraid to love?

Or was it because I am terrified to know of hurt after love leaves me?

Is that why I guard my heart so fervently?

#poem #love #hurt #poetry