Challenge
What does worry feel like? Poetry or prose. Make it as honest, brutal, and painful as the truth.
Affliction
I really want to love you
to tell you how i feel
to let words just cascade out my lips
where they have been barricaded behind the tallest dam
of self-consciousness
since I met you;
But I worry
its all too much
and I feel
as though I am a looking glass and you can see right through me
because vocalizing my feelings
will make it all too real;
And I'd like to think of my self as an adversary
or a fighter
but right now I am not
and I can't leave myself vulnerable
to rejection and change
But I am losing time to the thief of opportunity
and I feel you slipping away
and this worries me also;
Was it something I said?
or something I didn't say?
I really want to love you
but I can't yet tell you how I feel
I only hope tomorrow
won't be too late
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